Biffy didn't care a whit. As soon as he heard the bicycle wheel, felt the gentle press of someone in his territory, he opened the door. The weak sunlight stung unpleasantly but he could bear it. When one's whole life was built around pain, he learned to put it aside now and then. it was the same with the manners he put aside now when he threw his arms around Blue. Propriety could go to hell when she was hit by such sadness.
"Come in," he said, as if he wasn't lifting her over the threshold with the force of his hug, her own body so very light to his supernatural strength.
Once the door was closed, kicked with his foot, Biffy finally let her down. "Kettle's on. There's blankets on the sofa if you'd like...well..." He wasn't exactly sure, to be honest. The blankets were there if she wanted to wrap herself up against the world, if she wished to stay for a day or night. Loss was hard and there was no real comfort, but there was this.
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Date: 2018-02-07 05:49 am (UTC)"Come in," he said, as if he wasn't lifting her over the threshold with the force of his hug, her own body so very light to his supernatural strength.
Once the door was closed, kicked with his foot, Biffy finally let her down. "Kettle's on. There's blankets on the sofa if you'd like...well..." He wasn't exactly sure, to be honest. The blankets were there if she wanted to wrap herself up against the world, if she wished to stay for a day or night. Loss was hard and there was no real comfort, but there was this.