[Understandable.]

Mn. I just... felt it wouldn't help matters to leave it alone. And if I had to trust one or the other of you to hold yourselves together with a stranger given all that... maybe I'm just biased, Syr, but until Mishka showed up in your bids, I had figured you would manage it just fine. [He's just. Not gonna mention that Trahearne ALSO had a bid floating around for a while. That seems unwise.]

At least if it can help the two of you have some space... I don't mind.

[He sighs, letting the moment sit in silence for a bit rather than choosing for any rebuttal. He's not here to discount Syr's feelings, nor to defend Trahearne. They'd have to figure that out on their own.]

...He really owes you an apology. None of what he chose to do was right, or fair, or treating you with any sort of respect.

I... know I don't need to ask if you're okay or not. [Because he can see Syr's very obviously angry, and Otegine imagines he will be for a while.] Just... let me know if there's anything I can do.

Mn. I already took care of the chickens and everything, so.. you know, don't worry about that much for today.

[His head jerks up a bit when the kettle starts to whistle, and he just gives Syr's knee a quick pat before sliding back up towards the kitchen.]

I'm guessing you and Adelis had plenty to get off your chests respectively, given everything. I'm glad you've got each other.

I don't think there's many of us that could have done so with any kind of... grace, I guess. It was kind of you.

[He's so happy to see his roommate with friends.......... good job, roommate, go enjoy your social life.]

Were you able to talk, or was it not really much of a night for discussion and more for the liquor?

Hah... a big difference between loosening the lips and just having a lot of regrets later, I guess. I'm glad you made it back on your own two feet.

[Given that Syrlya probably wants to be asleep more than not, Otegine's at least been nice enough to choose a tea without caffeine. Not as great for the hangover in a pinch, sure, but might as well let Syrlya have some sort of win today.

He drags one of the dining room chairs with him since end tables are for people with ~space~, if only to give Syr somewhere to set his growing collection of cups. The tea is set down carefully, Otegine looking over his roommate with a quiet, pensive expression.

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Do you think you'll need to tell him? About Mishka, I mean.

Mn. It's probably for the better. Adelis seems like he's got a good brain under there... might as well avoid any more nasty surprises or anything.

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After you left, I told a couple people to just give you space for right now. So... I don't expect anybody specific for a while. [Read: Trahearne BETTER not be showing up here.] Ori might bring something over later - she mentioned wanting to make a meal as a pick-me-up, if we had the appetite for it or anything.

But... if you'd rather just rest, I don't mind sending people off for a while. [His smile is slight, tired, but he still cocks his head to one side with an aura of slight playfulness to him.] I don't get guard duty all that much. I could use the exercise.