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[godinakilt]

It may look like Camulus is asleep in his armchair. In fact, Camulus is arguing with someone.

Where you like that when you were a child?

More or less. Only I didn't have to deal with those blond ones.

I know how you feel about my blond ones.

At least they're pretty. This other one I just don't understand.I do not have to explain myself to you

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[stildyne]

"Camulus?"

Stildyne knocked at the door, gnarled knuckles against hard wood. "I walked out with that book of yours under my arm the other day. Answer or I'm leaving it on the floor." ...and that'd be bad, as apparently it was tasty. Some small rodent or another had gotten to it.

[godinakilt]

You have a visitor.

I'm aware. Go to sleep, you irritating man.

You're the one who woke me up.

Camulus snarled and answered the door, hoping the delay hadn't been too long. "Brachi."

[stildyne]

"Book," Stildyne said, damping a smile. It was better than a relief to hear 'Brachi' from that barrel chest, after the past week. He hadn't been much pleased to hear it from the something tiny, who most certainly hadn't earned the right.

He held out the object, trying to stand loose and not push to be invited in. ...but then again, if he could push anyone and be sure they'd push back with sufficient force, it was Camulus, certainly?

[godinakilt]

Camulus took the book with a smile and stepped back, inviting him in without words as he wandered away from the door to return the book to his bedside table. "How'd you find it? I apologise for the condition, it's . . . a long story."