He'd taken the opportunity to strip off his muddy, bloody clothes, so when she returned - rather earlier than he'd expected, since he had been accounting for the time it took to boil a kettle over a flame - he was down to his drawers and undershirt, in the process of getting into bed. If he was going to sleep, then he had no plans to ruin the sheets with the mess of battle when he did so.
He looked over his shoulder as she opened the door, giving her a rather weary smile. "Probably for the best," he admitted, settling himself in against the pillows with the blankets pulled up to his waist. "Thankee-sai. It means a great deal to me."
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Date: 2015-03-04 10:14 pm (UTC)He looked over his shoulder as she opened the door, giving her a rather weary smile. "Probably for the best," he admitted, settling himself in against the pillows with the blankets pulled up to his waist. "Thankee-sai. It means a great deal to me."