[It's almost an afterthought, called after Adrian when he leaves Trevor to his own devices again. He's been a flurry of nervous energy since they left the catacombs, and while Trevor doesn't blame him for it, he also knows Adrian has a tendency to wear himself thin when he's like this.
After dinner, after whatever wards are left to be placed, Trevor resolves to get Adrian out of his own head. Whatever form that takes, Trevor will dedicate himself to the task with all due diligence.
The remaining fires are built with Trevor still idling in a state of preoccupation. The golden skulls problem still tugs at something long-buried in his memory, and trying to wrench it free is an exercise in (frustrating) futility. He's not certain how he can even smell rosemary over all the firewood currently burning in the manor, but his stomach loudly protests again, and he begrudgingly decides to put off the bath until after they've eaten.
He joins Adrian in the kitchen shortly thereafter, thankfully bereft his hat and cape. ]
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[It's almost an afterthought, called after Adrian when he leaves Trevor to his own devices again. He's been a flurry of nervous energy since they left the catacombs, and while Trevor doesn't blame him for it, he also knows Adrian has a tendency to wear himself thin when he's like this.
After dinner, after whatever wards are left to be placed, Trevor resolves to get Adrian out of his own head. Whatever form that takes, Trevor will dedicate himself to the task with all due diligence.
The remaining fires are built with Trevor still idling in a state of preoccupation. The golden skulls problem still tugs at something long-buried in his memory, and trying to wrench it free is an exercise in (frustrating) futility. He's not certain how he can even smell rosemary over all the firewood currently burning in the manor, but his stomach loudly protests again, and he begrudgingly decides to put off the bath until after they've eaten.
He joins Adrian in the kitchen shortly thereafter, thankfully bereft his hat and cape. ]
The fires await your finishing touch, my liege.