His room is almost as dark as the rest of the temple without the moon to illuminate it, even with its long windows, but there's enough dim light to see the outline of his bed, the incense burner he uses as an ashtray, and a closed laptop on the floor. The room itself is small and the ceiling low, and apart from the abundance of pillows on his bed (and some that evidently fell off and never got picked up), it's weirdly ascetic.
He slides away from her when he's close enough to flop sideways onto his bed, kicking his sandals off. ]
Is that what you want? For me to say you did a good job?
[ This is probably considerably less mocking than he means for it to be when he's (mostly) dressed in office clothes surrounded by throw pillows and his glasses are sort of crooked. He tries to replace them for a second before giving up and dropping them on the laptop. ]
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[ He stops himself from adding to that.
His room is almost as dark as the rest of the temple without the moon to illuminate it, even with its long windows, but there's enough dim light to see the outline of his bed, the incense burner he uses as an ashtray, and a closed laptop on the floor. The room itself is small and the ceiling low, and apart from the abundance of pillows on his bed (and some that evidently fell off and never got picked up), it's weirdly ascetic.
He slides away from her when he's close enough to flop sideways onto his bed, kicking his sandals off. ]
Is that what you want? For me to say you did a good job?
[ This is probably considerably less mocking than he means for it to be when he's (mostly) dressed in office clothes surrounded by throw pillows and his glasses are sort of crooked. He tries to replace them for a second before giving up and dropping them on the laptop. ]