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[thewidewideworld]

{From here}

Sinric's room hasn't changed, much even if it's owner has. The bed is larger with a soft Indian cotton spread of rich blue instead of the winter furs.

He fetches a towel down from the cupboard and hands it to Emcee, offering him the neat little ensuite bathroom.

"I'll be here if you need anything at all." He soothes, giving Emcee's room.

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[thewidewideworld]

Sinric blushes warmly and ducks his head. "I'm... very glad of your guidance that night. It helped me immensely."

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee would grin warmly if not for the pain, but the warmth and gentle amusement is in his eyes as he holds his hand out to Sinric to draw him close again.

"It was my pleasure-- and yours as well," he adds with good-humor. "But I think we both learned a thing or two about each other and ourselves."

[thewidewideworld]

"Just so." He settles back, closes against Emcee. "It was wonderfully enlightening."

He pushes Emcee's hair back softly. "You seem tired, my mirror. Will you rest here awhile?"

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee sighs.

"I am exhausted on every level, darling," he says, deflating even more even as he says the words. Physically, mentally, emotionally. He's not particularly spiritual, but if he were, he'd be spiritually exhausted as well.

"I-- I would like to stay the night, thank you. If it isn't too much trouble for you?"

[thewidewideworld]

"I very much hoped you would stay." Sinric answers, pulling the covers up around them.

[i_am_your_host]

"Thank you for taking me in."

Emcee would kiss him, but instead, as they settle down together, he pulls him closer, drawing up one of Sinric's hands to rest on his chest. Over his heart. He covers it with his own hand, stroking the finely boned knuckles with his thumb as he tries to get some rest.


[ooc: head for a wrap?]

[thewidewideworld]

"You're always welcome, my mirror." He kisses Emcee's cheek, his fingers moving gently against Emcee's as they both fall asleep.

{ooc: Lovely, thank you!}