[She's right in the middle of a fiddly bit of welding, so she doesn't jump up, doesn't hurl herself at him; Iris only smiles down at her work, a small dimpled smile that feels like an inadequate seal on the fullbody golden-retriever happy bubbling up in the back of her mind.]
Been asleep for hours, can't you tell? I'm doing Ned's Lassiebot. 'Cause slamming the door after an 'orse's arse is me favourite 'obby.
[She tries and fails not to sound bitter; and she tries not to ask how Ned is, because she knows the answer.]
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Date: 2013-10-15 06:24 pm (UTC)Been asleep for hours, can't you tell? I'm doing Ned's Lassiebot. 'Cause slamming the door after an 'orse's arse is me favourite 'obby.
[She tries and fails not to sound bitter; and she tries not to ask how Ned is, because she knows the answer.]
Ned settled, is 'e?