[ Between disasters/adventures, Alistair comes to stand beside Nathaniel by the fire in the camp, and -- miraculously -- doesn't say anything for a few seconds. He has been broody lately, but usually picking at Nathaniel would make him feel better. Right now it would probably make him feel better, too, actually. But -- ]
I need your advice, [ he finally manages to say. He does not sound happy about it. ]
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Date: 2017-01-03 06:05 am (UTC)From:I need your advice, [ he finally manages to say. He does not sound happy about it. ]