#scarsdale

"Oh, thou art tired..." A soft croon and she pets his hair.

His eyes flutter "mm not.. I just uhm...maybe a little" a light blush "Your'e so comfy" Bony elbows or not, he seems to having her against him wonderfully relaxing right now.

"Aye, well, thou mayest sleep here. Rest thy eyne."

"If you're sure..." but at the slightest nod, he lets himself drift to a sleep right there on the couch. He never did tell her about the yule gift he was painting, but she'll learn soon enough

She does eventually disentangle herself - tucking him in with an afghan before she slips upstairs.

And Earl dreams of Zara in a very nice hat, and he himself? In an Ascot, of course