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[noteful]

[OOM-but-not: Five days.]

Meg comes downstairs this evening, knitting bag in hand, considers for a moment, and then selects a comfortable chair not far from the fireplace.

She's working this evening on another scarf, this one a dark purple, worked in cables. It's a complicated pattern, which is good, as it leaves her mind with very little room to think about anything else.

She would not be adverse to company, so long as you don't mind catching her at a good stopping point.

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[thursdays_angel]

"I am glad you chose to help."

There are reasons why meg was his first choice.

[noteful]

Meg nods.

She's silent for a moment, and then she says, "I don't suppose you need a scarf, do you?"

[thursdays_angel]

Castiel half smiles.

"I do not feel the cold."

This is not to say, though, that he would decline such an offer. Sentiment might actually be involved.

"That is not the first one you have made, I think."

[noteful]

"No," she says.

"This will be the fourth. And two pairs of gloves and a hat."

It gives her something to do.

[thursdays_angel]

"Productive."

Unlike exploring. Or, at least, not in the same way.

"You should be well prepared for winter."

[noteful]

"Yes, I guess I will.

"Are you sure you don't want a scarf? Or gloves? Or a hat?"

[thursdays_angel]

Like hospitality, generosity from a friend is not easily denied.

"Perhaps a scarf."

It would be easy enough to wear safely beneath the coat.

[noteful]

Meg produces the three finished ones -- a simple blue one, deep red done in seed stitch, and one with grey and white stripes.

"Pick one."

[thursdays_angel]

Castiel looks...not quite pained. But he is still not the best when presented with choices, and it crops up at the oddest of times.

Still, as choices go, this is one without anything resembling dire consequences.

Castiel is still for a long moment before reaching over and carefully taking the red one.

[noteful]

"I like that one.

"Good choice."