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duke_of_illusions) wrote2011-03-22 11:24 pm
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one foot in front of the other
It helps a great deal, having someone to care for, having something to focus on. He wakes up the next morning aching, but with a bit better of an idea of what to do with his day than he has in the months since his partner vanished.
He makes breakfast, and brings it to Liam's room. Knocks on the door.
"It's me."
He makes breakfast, and brings it to Liam's room. Knocks on the door.
"It's me."
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Moving to steer him towards the bed.
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Liam doesn't notice, instead trying to bend to pick up the earring back so he can get it on.
"Xerxes is going to think the Baskervilles kidnapped me from my sickbed or something."
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He supervises this closely, moving to intercept and do it for him when it looks like he's going to pull a stitch or have to use his bad shoulder.
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"So if... when I go back, I'll be in the hallway outside my room, where I was when I found myself in that library?"
Liam realizes something.
"But won't people wonder why I've healed a bit?"
He holds his right hand out for the earring back to try again to get the left earring on.
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He offers, quietly, moving to do it instead, with a look of rapt contemplation on his face.
"Perhaps you will have, perhaps you will return to the moment you left. If it happens, say it was Hare."
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"But you'll see right through that excuse," he murmurs, then he frowns at the other implication.
"Wait... So I could heal here, and then when I go back I'll be just as injured?"
Oh, that's just cruel.
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"It might be. You would have to tell me the complete truth, of course, but that was to be expected."
There's no lying to him.
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"I hate this place," he finally mutters.