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[lanselos_du_lac]

He doesn't really mean to, but Lancelot keeps to his rooms for a time in the wake of the latest mansion upheaval. He doesn't disappear for days, and he mostly keeps his routines -- he does spend a little more time riding -- but he is subdued and not idly floating about for socializing.

It could have been worse. He knows this. He knows, too, that no one did this on purpose; he's grateful for Susan and Nightingale's understanding. But none of that makes it easier to regain his emotional balance. Much like that day (which felt very long), he is still grappling occasionally with that sensation of being... just outside of himself, a step removed, dizzy and longing to be even further away.

Still, he does not want to punish Susan and he knows they should talk. So this morning after he puts up Rivelin, he goes to find Susan, wherever she might be.

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[lanselos_du_lac]

"An it suits thee, we might check on the horses as well, then."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"That suits me fine."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Excellent," sliding both arms around her.

[quote_gentle_unquote]

She wraps hers around his middle, too, nuzzling at the spot of skin along his clavicle that the robe doesn't cover. "Perhaps in an hour or two," she suggests. "I should like to have you alone in here with me a while longer."

[lanselos_du_lac]

He kisses her hair, "Thou'llt never have an argument from me on that count."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Very good," impishly. Without releasing him, she takes a step backwards, and then another, easing them back toward her couch so they can curl up there again. "Now tell me, what have you been reading lately?"