It's a good couple of hours before Rial, soaked and dripping water everywhere, opens the outer door and steps in. Lelian and Rher trail in behind him, looking slightly less wet but no less quiet.
There's a quick stop in the kitchen so that he can bend over the sink and squeegee the worst of the water out of his hair, peeling off a sodden outer tunic and leaving it on the floor.
He's tired.
Hesitates just in front of the door to their bedchamber, then knocks.
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Date: 2006-10-12 04:23 pm (UTC)There's a quick stop in the kitchen so that he can bend over the sink and squeegee the worst of the water out of his hair, peeling off a sodden outer tunic and leaving it on the floor.
He's tired.
Hesitates just in front of the door to their bedchamber, then knocks.