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He was glad that she didn't protest the use of his coat as a makeshift blanket. It was nice to simply give and not have to worry about arguing the point or purpose of the gift.
When she was settled, he handed the plate back to her and rested his hands behind him, leaning back a little. "I suppose whenever Lord Borr gets tired of our presence." Really, he wasn't sure anyone could leave until Lord Borr dismissed them. He seemed to have that controlling personality, wielded by cane and flabby chin.
"I don't think he'll ever get tired of us," she frowned in the large man's general direction, rolling a grape between her fingers. The man seemed oh so amused by most of the students singing to him. Even now he was being fed and entertained by those who seemed to worship him. A small grin tugged at the corners of her lips as she turned to Sabel.
"Maybe you can sing him to sleep."