*He doesn't move for a moment, just watches Kristoph as he settles on the sofa, before turning away to place the mugs on top of the cupboard beside the kettle.
He smiles a bit as Kristoph wiggles his toes - for a moment it reminds him of Christmas with his sister - he and Adrian warming themselves in front of the fire after walking the dogs in the snow, sipping gluhwein and laughing as Franziska lectures them about chilblains.
Dryly* I'm glad that you think so.
*He walks over to the discarded blanket, picking it up and laying it over the back of the sofa, before taking a seat next to Kristoph. He half-turns to face him, propping his head on his hand, elbow resting on the back of the sofa. His other hand rests on Kristoph's leg, and he smiles.*
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Date: 2008-07-02 04:15 am (UTC)He smiles a bit as Kristoph wiggles his toes - for a moment it reminds him of Christmas with his sister - he and Adrian warming themselves in front of the fire after walking the dogs in the snow, sipping gluhwein and laughing as Franziska lectures them about chilblains.
Dryly* I'm glad that you think so.
*He walks over to the discarded blanket, picking it up and laying it over the back of the sofa, before taking a seat next to Kristoph. He half-turns to face him, propping his head on his hand, elbow resting on the back of the sofa. His other hand rests on Kristoph's leg, and he smiles.*
And for what do I deserve thanks today?