"Safe as can be." The wards here will never, he thinks, be as defined as those on Il Bastone or the Hutch, unbolstered as they are by centuries of reinforcement by one member of Lethe after another, but they're enough for here. Enough for Alex to breathe a little easier in the places they call home.
He uncorks the wine with a practiced hand, pouring out some for both of them. When she holds out her hands, Darlington huffs out a laugh and passes one of the glasses to her. "They haven't been any more present for you, have they? More than usual, I mean."
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Date: 2019-11-15 10:59 pm (UTC)He uncorks the wine with a practiced hand, pouring out some for both of them. When she holds out her hands, Darlington huffs out a laugh and passes one of the glasses to her. "They haven't been any more present for you, have they? More than usual, I mean."