I got no plans, ain't going nowhere (open)

[russet_goddess]

It is entirely possible that the conversation with Prometheus stabilised her more than she realises; in any case, for the first time in a long time she is Up of her own volition

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[unhappysteward]

Kay is going for a walk. He doesn't often allow himself something so purely idle, but he wants to clear his head, and as such has no particular destination in mind. He does, however, idly begin to whistle, an air that was popular at court in his time.

[russet_goddess]

The house--well, he's been there before. It's as oddly conspicuous, and even more conspicuous is the fact that she's lit a fire (she's already cold), so there's a thin stream of smoke curling upward.

[unhappysteward]

He walks by, then decides, for the hell of it, to see who's home.

[russet_goddess]

"Come in," she calls, before he quite reaches the door--it always annoys her when people lurk outside.

[edgar_huntly]

Edgar stands back, one leg braced upon a stone, his jacket pulled close around him. "Hello," he hails her, from a polite distance. "Are you sewing for yourself?"

[russet_goddess]

She rolls her eyes, and motions him to come inside. "Out in the cold like an idiot," under her breath.

[edgar_huntly]

... ah. 'Like an idiot,' that would be Edgar. He comes inside, then.

[russet_goddess]

"Well?" she demands, resettling herself at the table. "Y'froze over yet?"