[He lets his gaze hover somewhere above Emil's shoulder while he considers this, even as he sinks his cheek into the gross Cypress couch. Ugh, even he'd think twice about sleeping under this thing... But Emil is thanking him, and must...be feeling a little better, in some way. That's nice.]
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[He lets his gaze hover somewhere above Emil's shoulder while he considers this, even as he sinks his cheek into the gross Cypress couch. Ugh, even he'd think twice about sleeping under this thing... But Emil is thanking him, and must...be feeling a little better, in some way. That's nice.]
You have. When I made the kallohonka.