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I would but its loud.

He would rather go back to sleep.

Awake against all better judgement

( she lets the body down with a grunt, and wipes her hands on her dress. ) i’m fine, love .. don’t worry. just .. a stressful few days. we can have dinner when you return, hm? how does that sound? ( liarrrr … Lie! quickly moving on! )

( rolling her eyes. ) i am unbelievably tired of being told what i should think- ( stopping herself, quickly. ) excuse me, hunny. i’m not sure where * that came from.

.. when have you ever known me to truly care, ‘seti?

.. he won’t deny me my son — i have never denied him his.

( she’s never been the strongest, but if there’s a will .. ) i could — speak to him? it’s not like i often ask him for things.. and much less for my son to be home an extra night.

( grabbing the same body beneath the arms, ) thank you, love. do you think you’d stay for dinner tonight?

( blink.. deep breath. ) glad i missed it, give your mama a hand will you?

it smells of ale n’ sweat hunny-bee.. doesn’t mean it’s ya’ uncle. ( muttered. ) but it does look like ‘is handiwork..

.. cleaning it up ?? what in the nine realms ..

what’s up with him?