A joy hard learned in winter was the warming of the bed { catch-all log }

[hasitsthorns]

Rosie

WHO ○ Rosie & you!

WHAT ○ A catch-all log for happenings outside of main events.

WHERE ○ All around Town and then some

WHEN ○ End of 2024/Beginning of 2025

WARNINGS ○ Body horror, self-harm, mentions of suicidal ideation from past events

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[errant_knight]

He's got nothing but time, really. And the hours are spent honing himself to be useful, either by training or by listening to what his dragon wants to teach him about medicinal herbs. This is just another form of being useful, isn't it? More direct, more in-line with the service drilled into him from a young age. Maybe he's even looking forward to it a little.

"My schedule is not so busy that a lady in need of someone to ensure she does not overtax herself with her stubbornness cannot be attended to. I have some experience in the matter; it ought to be put to use." He's already walking to a window to look out over the garden to see the state it's in.

"As for mutton, I will see what I can find. I have a very dear friend who is an excellent cook, and I'm sure I can convince him to prep a few extra meals." Of course, he wouldn't ask Ignis without properly offering to repay the favor, but he'll think of that later, or perhaps leave it to the other man to decide. Either way, he doubts he'll mind.

[hasitsthorns]

The garden is, perhaps surprisingly, in incredible shape and thriving despite the frost. Rosie has always had a way with nature and plants to begin with, but her powers through Demora were only enhanced it seemed. Well, when those very same powers weren't trying to undo her. Although simply nauseated and fatigued currently, she did worry it was only a sign of worse to come. Guess she'd figure that out when she needed to.

"If you say so," is her only retort. Although she can think of a million better ways to spend one's time, she isn't about to continue admonishing him for it. How could she, when she'd do the same for someone else that needed her? She wishes she could see herself in that light, sometimes, but for now- Rosie will continue to be a bit stubborn about it.

"I'll pay him back somehow," she offers, too, despite the yawn that escapes her shortly after. Being tired isn't anything new for Rosie, but this tired and so swiftly was. "Just let me know."

[errant_knight]

Ravus nods, approving of finally winning this silly standoff. Her yawn is all but a white flag waving to him, and he turns to her briefly.

“Get some rest. I will see to a few things in the meanwhile. You have my word that nothing will be lost to you or damaged in the meanwhile, and that none will disturb you either.” He does a quick, half-bow with the promise to show his sincerity, but he’s already moving to work a second later. He’s nothing if not efficient.

Which means that is how he spends the rest of the afternoon, tending to a surprisingly lush garden this deep into the colder seasons, making sure the pantry is stocked. Checking for enough dry goods should he not be able to procure as much meat as he might like. Despite his size, he is oddly quiet about all his tasks, mindful of disturbing her rest as he treads lightly.

When he’s satisfied to his absurd levels of perfectionism though, she’s still asleep. He doesn’t think it necessary to wake her before he leaves, but there is one more thing he does. Ravus takes a cup, fills it with water, and sets it on the corner of the kitchen counter. Bringing up his mechanical arm, Ravus picks a few of the bright blue blooms from amidst the vines. He arranges them neatly in the cup, leaving a Tenebraen time-honored gift of flowers for visiting a friend, before he makes a quiet exit.