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[tilfrosset]

endgame friendly so that means spoilers may be found in here.
drop any kind of starters or overflow here.
au/canon divergence/exploration welcome.

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[tilfrosset]

[Continuing from here.]

Is that all it takes? Ask and I shall receive? One might think you're attempting to spoil me.

[Now she is definitely teasing him, but she's secretly appreciative that he's so dependable.]

I'd rather you bring back stale bread than a morbol tentacle if that helps you make a proper decision.

[flamesofperdition]

[She isn't wrong. Simply being reunited with Jill, knowing what he does, concluding what he does about her experiences in their time apart, was already enough in determining that it seems his place to alleviate as much as he can on her behalf. Always the one who is shielding, as opposed to being the one who is shielded, evidently.]

I should think the hideaway has plenty of stale bread if that was truly what you wanted. Regardless, point well received. I'll endeavour not to bring too many parts and pieces back with me of the morbol variety.

[tilfrosset]

[She'll have to remind him, more than once if she has to, that he doesn't have to do all of that alone. More than willing to help shield herself, she's willing to shield him as well or at the very least, let him know that while everybody else needs saving, he needs saving too.

It won't be easy. These Rosfield boys are quite stubborn.]

And please, I beg of you, do not get too close to its mouth lest we have to bar you from entering the Hideaway altogether. Do know that I have no qualms about giving you a good scrubdown like we do a certain hound on occasion.

[flamesofperdition]

I have just enough sense to avoid that. [Not much. Just enough.] Perhaps next time Torgal is in need of a bath, I'll join him, in that he won't feel lonely. Although I gather you enjoy that time with him, even if it involves a good scrubdown.

[tilfrosset]

Maybe, but if you join him, he can be the one to wash your back. My presence would no longer be needed.

[Clive just talked himself out of a good backrub.]

[flamesofperdition]

[Drat.]

You would put more stock into him washing me. Perhaps I've earned that. Although I would think your presence to always be needed.

[tilfrosset]

The washtub only fits but so many. The more we put in it, the less room for soap, don't you think?

[flamesofperdition]

Then perhaps on that growing list of things to do, I ought to add the acquisition of a larger washtub. For our more unruly residents.

Will there be anything else, my lady?

[tilfrosset]

Yes, one more thing for your list.

Take care of yourself.

[flamesofperdition]

I won't let anything happen to me. You have my word.

[Something he only hope to keep. He isn't sure he can stand to disappoint her.]