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[tu_vas_triompher]

In the mad world of Milliways, it's nice to have some constants. Like Harry leaving his shoes all over the floor--really, how can a single pair of shoes manage to be in so many places at once? And like arguing with the dogs that they don't sleep on the bed, and the dogs sneaking up onto the bed anyway a few minutes after the lights go out, and then arguing with the dogs that they're at least supposed to stay at the foot of the bed. And then adjusting to fit around Hector's very bulky bulk because dogs don't understand French or English.

In the mad world of Milliways, the bedtime rituals are constants. And waking up is generally much the same too these days. Dogs taking up too much space, Harry loudly still asleep, the still-delicious knowledge that Feuilly can wake up and lie abed as long as he likes, watching dawn light come in around the curtains.

Of course, in the mad world of Milliways there's also the constant awareness that anything might interrupt any of that at any moment.

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[tu_vas_triompher]

Feuilly gives him a considering look. Joly would be having little fits about contagion, and it's certainly on Feuilly's mind as well. But as far as he can make out, no one has ever gotten anywhere near fatally ill from this? And it goes against his instincts to try to hold someone against their will.

"Well--all right. There's--I wouldn't go into the woods." Yeah, he knows this has a strong possibility of guaranteeing woods exploration, but it still needs to be said. "Stay around the, the main buildings? There's the gardens, the forge, um...the garage...the stable?" Should he try to prevent Harry from riding Harry's horse? Well, best not to mention it, anyway. "And you can get food from the Bar whenever you're hungry. I'll be--just--around?"

Um. "And people will probably think you're Harry Percy." Because somewhere in there, he is.

[harryhotspur]

"Right, right, like you said." For all his affable demeanor, he hasn't actually smiled once, and doesn't now. "Like you said. Well, I'll keep that in mind."

[tu_vas_triompher]

"--Right." Like he said.

Is it very disloyal to start wondering if he perhaps doesn't altogether like this Ashley? Well, it's unfair, anyway. Brief acquaintance, trying circumstances. Anyway Feuilly can smile at him, apologetic and hopeful, and wish silently for a rapid recovery?

Oh, lord. Should he take both the dogs to his own room tonight? It's been so convenient sleeping at Harry's. Aside from any other considerations.

Sigh.