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[theunascended]

Daniel was in no mood to interpret his conversation with Jack, especially since it'd been almost on the heels of his conversation with a certain Greg House. That could have gone better than it hand and Daniel knew that was partially his fault. He'd come close, so close, to telling Greg about the various times that he'd heard Jack question whether

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[will_you_see]

The treehouse was a lot emptier than it used to be. If Alcuin thought he could move the damn thing he would probably take the warddrobe out of his room and put it into where Rabastan or Regulus used to live. But as it was, he didn't mind the quiet, and he liked the comfort of having Phedre and Joscelin close by.

They were already closed up in their room when Alcuin heard someone at the front door, so curiously he went down the precarious ladder and found himself face to face with Daniel.

He smiled warmly. "How nice to see you - how are you feeling?"

[theunascended]

"I'm...well, let's just say it's been a month I wish had never happened." He shrugged softly. He wasn't even entirely sure what he was doing here. Until he remembered the way that Alcuin had actually made him feel better and the soft blush on Alcuin's cheeks when Daniel had kissed him.

"But better to be lonely with company than without."

[will_you_see]

"A true statement indeed. And I cannot say that the company is unwelcome for me either. Please come in." Alcuin climbed the ladder and led the way to his room. "My sister and her consort have already retired for the evening."

[theunascended]

It was an interesting way to describe the relationship, but he didn't comment. He'd heard stranger. "I don't think I've met either of them," he said instead, blinking when he noticed that Alcuin's room was little more than a dresser and a bed. And that the two objects filled up the room.

He felt a pang for his own bed, still in Ianto's hut, but he said nothing.