Her voice is louder this time, and her fingers press a bit harder.
"Tristran, there is a bath waiting."
When he still doesn't stir, her lips tug down into a frown and her shoulders slump dejectedly. A corpse would probably be more responsive, sadly enough.
"You know, one would begin to think that they should do nothing nice for you at all," she sighs. "As you only pay heed to beds and pastries of various sorts."
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Date: 2007-08-06 06:12 am (UTC)"Tristran, there is a bath waiting."
When he still doesn't stir, her lips tug down into a frown and her shoulders slump dejectedly. A corpse would probably be more responsive, sadly enough.
"You know, one would begin to think that they should do nothing nice for you at all," she sighs. "As you only pay heed to beds and pastries of various sorts."
And then his name again, once more. Just in case.