Lemm doesn't bother them. He's in some back room, probably intended to be a storage closet and instead turned into a small and stark bedroom. His life's work is out in the shop. Bed is for sleeping and nothing else.
Not that he manages sleep for a long time. And it's not because he's donated his blanket, though that doesn't help. It's just...
There is a person out in his shop far bigger than he is and much, much older, they are strange and a stranger and familiar and a relic at the same time. And he's putting an embargo on asking questions and that's hard. And now he's virtually promised to talk to them again, which is a commitment, as if he's someone who has social interaction marked on his calendar, as if!
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Date: 2020-09-02 10:21 pm (UTC)Not that he manages sleep for a long time. And it's not because he's donated his blanket, though that doesn't help. It's just...
There is a person out in his shop far bigger than he is and much, much older, they are strange and a stranger and familiar and a relic at the same time. And he's putting an embargo on asking questions and that's hard. And now he's virtually promised to talk to them again, which is a commitment, as if he's someone who has social interaction marked on his calendar, as if!
Maybe the overthinking is why he sleeps late.