[026] OOM - There's no place like home

[tristranthorn]

His shoulder and arm are - thankfully - healed completely at this point. It has been many weeks, but the help of pain medication, good stress-free rest, and delicious food helped splendidly in his recovery.

However, the time to return to Faerie draws near. On the one hand, Tristran is quite glad of it. It is their home, after all, and he is looking forward to really starting...well, things with Yvaine. But on the other, there is the ever-looming realization that he will soon have to inherit an entire kingdom and the responsibility of it all is somewhat staggering.

His shoulder is still a little stiff from the lack of use, but at least he is now able to do things with both of his arms. It is a very good feeling.

He glances over at Yvaine.

Now it is simply a matter of bringing up the whole ... going home thing - if she doesn't bring it up first.

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[an_evening_star]

Well, first there's a great deal of steam from behind the bathroom door and then there's a Yvaine to be glanced at - but it is a rather natural progression. Open doors, steam, and a humming, slightly drippy star.

Showers, it might be noted, are rather completely lovely.

But as lovely as indoor plumbing may be - there are some times when the middle of Mother only knows where with trails going any of a number of ways is just as nice.

Homesickness is strange.

A quick glance over her shoulder as she towels off her hair.

"A thought - for consideration?"

[tristranthorn]

It doesn't take him too long before he is finished with his shower, and when he emerges from the bathroom, he is look significantly wetter than he was.

Cleaner, too. (Though the significantly bit doesn't count, since he wasn't all that dirty to begin with.)

He dries off his hair with a towel and steps back into the main space of the room.