[It really had been trying times for them lately, hadn't it? First the glitches, unwanted quests and visitors as the world around them was falling apart and reality coming off the seams, and now they both had been confronted by suspecting Jinx. And well. Let's say that the girls sudden outburst and accusations hadn't really won any brownie points to her in Richard's mind.
He hadn't really cared for the girl that much the begin with, aside from some mild curiosity, but he had seen the bond between her and Silco and that was something he respected. The closeness of the duo did bring fond memories of his own connection to his now passed father. However, with these recent antics of her that could very well be described as harassment, she had made herself to be an eyesore. And Richard was having hard time keeping himself neutral to her. It actually makes him miss Buckingham and his shameless and cunning mind.
But seeing that he was still alone here, Richard had kept quiet about Jinx's latest attempts to reach out to him. After all, he had said to Silco that he would not require his help when dealing with the daughter. That, and part of him did not wish to create a ripple between the family. Not now, anyway.
Richard had resigned himself to bed when he had seen the message from Silco, curling up in the sheets and trying to catch sleep. It had, of course, been an useless attempt as his mind was wide awake, too occupied by the thoughts and anticipation of knowing that there would soon be another body lying next to him -- unknowingly shielding him from the horrors of his own nightmares and coldness of the isolation. It truly was becoming like with Buckingham, as Richard found himself more and more relying on Silco's presence to be able rest in his own bed.
So, when Silco had arrived and joined him in the bed Richard felt a relief wash over him. He reached to take Silco's hand to his own, sighed deep and allowed his body finally relax as the long wait was finally over. It didn't take long until he found himself falling asleep on the man's arms.
He did not wake to Silco stirring in the bed nor to him getting up and coming back in. In fact, Richard stays in the blissful, dreamless slumber for a while. It is only when the first shy morning lights begin to peek inside from his window, waking up the early birds and inviting them to sing when Richard finally slipped back to consciousness. Slowly blinking his sleepy eyes open he glanced up at Silco and wordlessly moved his injured hand to place it on top of the other's, seeking for connection.]
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He hadn't really cared for the girl that much the begin with, aside from some mild curiosity, but he had seen the bond between her and Silco and that was something he respected. The closeness of the duo did bring fond memories of his own connection to his now passed father. However, with these recent antics of her that could very well be described as harassment, she had made herself to be an eyesore. And Richard was having hard time keeping himself neutral to her. It actually makes him miss Buckingham and his shameless and cunning mind.
But seeing that he was still alone here, Richard had kept quiet about Jinx's latest attempts to reach out to him. After all, he had said to Silco that he would not require his help when dealing with the daughter. That, and part of him did not wish to create a ripple between the family. Not now, anyway.
Richard had resigned himself to bed when he had seen the message from Silco, curling up in the sheets and trying to catch sleep. It had, of course, been an useless attempt as his mind was wide awake, too occupied by the thoughts and anticipation of knowing that there would soon be another body lying next to him -- unknowingly shielding him from the horrors of his own nightmares and coldness of the isolation. It truly was becoming like with Buckingham, as Richard found himself more and more relying on Silco's presence to be able rest in his own bed.
So, when Silco had arrived and joined him in the bed Richard felt a relief wash over him. He reached to take Silco's hand to his own, sighed deep and allowed his body finally relax as the long wait was finally over. It didn't take long until he found himself falling asleep on the man's arms.
He did not wake to Silco stirring in the bed nor to him getting up and coming back in. In fact, Richard stays in the blissful, dreamless slumber for a while. It is only when the first shy morning lights begin to peek inside from his window, waking up the early birds and inviting them to sing when Richard finally slipped back to consciousness. Slowly blinking his sleepy eyes open he glanced up at Silco and wordlessly moved his injured hand to place it on top of the other's, seeking for connection.]