Late October 2012: Leena's B&B

[timelessinventor]

Helena has been working on something. She has a notebook, and she's been writing while curled up on the couch.

She'll never truly understand ballpoint pens, but Joshua found a fountain pen for her with ink cartridges, so she can finally feel like she's writing again. It's a lovely feeling.

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[claudiometer]

"You're absolutely ridiculous, you know that?"
But she's only not more upset because it doesn't involve the compass. And because she'll be able to troll him with it sooner or later.
"Anyway, I'm going upstairs. 'night."

[damncompass]

"Of course I'm ridiculous. Would you want me any other way?" He grins and waves a hand. "You do that, little sister. Sleep well when you eventually do."

[timelessinventor]

Once she's upstairs, Helena laughs. "Well, there's that cat out of the bag. Better now than during a crisis, perhaps."

[damncompass]

Joshua laughs. "Yeah, it is probably better that way. At least she got her shouting at me done now."

[timelessinventor]

"Indeed she did. Did you expect her to do anything less, give your history?" Though she will admit, the circumstances allowed it to be more cheerful shouting than it might otherwise have been.

[damncompass]

"No, I really didn't." He shakes his head and falls silent. Sometimes he just likes being with Helena, even if they don't talk much.

[timelessinventor]

After some time, Helena looks up from her writing and sees that Joshua's fallen asleep. It's probably just as well that he sleep down here and not aggravate his ankle (and in any case, since she knows where he is and that he's not affected by anything, she'll sleep soundly enough); she pulls a blanket off the back of the couch, tucks him in, and heads upstairs herself.