falling ill

[keep_busy]

A few months after the business with the chalice, Annie (with a gold engagement stud in one earlobe, now receiving mail at Aldaras's apartment, and thoroughly comfortable with Being Necklaced, to the point where she's helping mold the thing towards more exacting standards for real-world-practical as well as theoretical compatibility) is in bed with some unidentified sort of head cold or flu. Aldaras doesn't have it so far, so she is snuggled under the covers while he makes her spicy soup to help clear her sinuses and because she's having a little trouble with non-liquids. He's worried, she's mostly just groggy. Zzzz.

Comments

[keep_busy]

"Mmm, no, there's not. We can have an outdoor wedding and they can have scarves."

[darkest_evening]

"Also. White hair. Somewhat noticeable."

[keep_busy]

"Hats. Or you could have dyed it."

[darkest_evening]

"I suppose Cypress and Rain can pretend to be twins from a circus. That could be fun to watch."

[touchedinthehead]

Aldaras snickers.

"Somehow, I don't think they'll go for it."

[keep_busy]

"Well, maybe we can just have a very private ceremony and then it won't matter."

[namesthesky]

Spring steps through the portal.

[darkest_evening]

Prime - observes this.

"The wedding plans are up to you. If you'll excuse me, though..."

He would like to go check on Spring.

[namesthesky]

She is going from the Belfry to her house.

[darkest_evening]

"Are you all right?"

[namesthesky]

"I'm - about the same on net."

[darkest_evening]

"... Okay. Do let me know if there's anything I can do to help?"

[namesthesky]

"I'm going to go with 'not necessarily'. You could probably guess why if you thought about it."

[darkest_evening]

Oop. Yes, that's a thing he could do to help.

"That - makes sense."

[namesthesky]

"Yeah."

Droop.

[darkest_evening]

Well. That's a bit heartbreaking.

His answer: scoop her up into a gentle hug.

[namesthesky]

Whimper, cling, sigh.

[darkest_evening]

"That might have made it worse, I apologize," he murmurs. "But you also looked like you desperately needed a hug."

[namesthesky]

"You can hug me whenever you want," she murmurs.

[darkest_evening]

"Thank you, but I also don't want to make your life any more difficult in doing so."

[namesthesky]

"That's not really - how I'm conceptualizing it."

[darkest_evening]

"... Are you willing to explain, or...?"

[namesthesky]

"Do you want to hear it?"

[darkest_evening]

"I wouldn't have asked if I didn't."

[namesthesky]

"I just - when there aren't Adarins around the other Bells giggle about what prudes you all are and I'm not sure you thought that through in terms of whether you want to hear it as opposed to whether you ought to ask."