There is a little humor in that too, though Ellis is slow to feel it as a counterpoint to all other things weighing on his mind.
Ruadh's snuffling encouragement of her attention continues as Ellis crosses the room, crouches beside the pair of them to draw his pack out from beneath the bed. Knelt there, alongside her hem and Ruadh's bulk, Ellis begins turning over the objects stowed away inside. His fingers pass over the packet of letters which live there, the leather pouch containing certain items Tony would likely recognize.
"Suppose I had left it on your kitchen table?" he asks her, glancing up, all solemn concern for the prospect. "Would you be able to forgive the delay?"
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There is a little humor in that too, though Ellis is slow to feel it as a counterpoint to all other things weighing on his mind.
Ruadh's snuffling encouragement of her attention continues as Ellis crosses the room, crouches beside the pair of them to draw his pack out from beneath the bed. Knelt there, alongside her hem and Ruadh's bulk, Ellis begins turning over the objects stowed away inside. His fingers pass over the packet of letters which live there, the leather pouch containing certain items Tony would likely recognize.
"Suppose I had left it on your kitchen table?" he asks her, glancing up, all solemn concern for the prospect. "Would you be able to forgive the delay?"