[ Honestly, he did too after days spent awake, planning the next leg of his job. But it's easier to say that Clair needed it, that it was for her than it was to admit he might've slept better than he had in years because she was there. Not that they ever really got around to sleeping in the same bed all that much before.
It was different. It was good.
He could use more of both. ]
What can I say? My bed is magical. Also you. [ He lifts the whisk from where he's stirring the waffle batter, gesturing in the blue dude's direction. ] Okay, am I correct in remembering that Clair called you Epsilon?
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[ Honestly, he did too after days spent awake, planning the next leg of his job. But it's easier to say that Clair needed it, that it was for her than it was to admit he might've slept better than he had in years because she was there. Not that they ever really got around to sleeping in the same bed all that much before.
It was different. It was good.
He could use more of both. ]
What can I say? My bed is magical. Also you. [ He lifts the whisk from where he's stirring the waffle batter, gesturing in the blue dude's direction. ] Okay, am I correct in remembering that Clair called you Epsilon?