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Castle in the air in the bar.

Unlike his mun, who is in FLORIDA. Ahahaha.

That's all, really.

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[namo]

He rests his head against Lee's shoulder.

"A cold. From when he went out into the woods following ... following the argument the other day. He was not well clothed, he was intoxicated, and he caught a cold."

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Sharp, hard stab of guilt, right in the gut. Ow.

"Have to go find him," he murmurs.

[namo]

He keeps the fact that Gorlim was also lost in his waking nightmares once more to himself.

"Yes. You should. He worships you, and your displeasure that night upset him." He kisses Lee sweetly. "I am certain he is about."

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"I didn't mean to yell at him." He could kick himself right now.

[namo]

Námo squeezes his hand.

I know that, and somewhere in him, he knows it, too. You were upset, and you had the right to be.

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[namo]

Go and find him, lover. Tell him you still love him and that you are no longer angry with me and that you are sorry.

He leans over, kissing Lee thoroughly and slowly before pulling away and standing up.

"Perhaps you will come to my room tonight. I miss sleeping beside you."

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He squeezes Namo's hand and gets up from the table. "Sure thing."

[namo]

"Love you," he murmurs before parting from him. He then watches Lee for a moment, eyes lingering on him, before he turns and heads for the stairs, wanting a bath and perhaps a book for his evening.