That is a small but important blessing. The silence stretches, becomes a little uncomfortable. He cranes his neck to look at the clock next to the lamp. Eight-thirty or so.
"It's daylight, now," he murmurs, not that one could tell in this room. "The house should still be dark. I won't stop you if you wish to go anywhere in it, or if you wish to stay here."
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Date: 2019-07-31 09:23 am (UTC)"It's daylight, now," he murmurs, not that one could tell in this room. "The house should still be dark. I won't stop you if you wish to go anywhere in it, or if you wish to stay here."