( They've been here a while now. A non-negligible amount of time. If he asked Lalli, he might be able to get an exact number of days. After nine days -- ten? -- well, the point of it is that he lost count. One day seemed to blend into the next, with the additional confusion of sleeping while the sun was out, not even during midsummer season.
It's not just the feeling of time, but how routine and homey certain things felt. Even with a longer amount of time spent in that tank most recently, there was never mistaking that as a place associated with anything other than a job. This, however, is so compact and lived in -- because it is a bedroom. It's messing with him. Adapting to it all is really hitting home now, perhaps because his mind is already doing a lot of wandering.
Emil considers all of this as he strips himself of his shawl, laying it across one of the mostly-bare tables. There's a lot of adapting to do. A new place to be, a new way to wake up and fall asleep. The most pressing matter: adapting to someone who isn't that new. The weight of that feels very present, currently. He could think about that, and so much more, as he adjusts his pillow, the thin blanket. Sleep, though, does sound like the better option. )
Goodnight. ( Emil breathes it out, with the exhaustion in his voice palpable. He will sleep. Eventually. )
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It's not just the feeling of time, but how routine and homey certain things felt. Even with a longer amount of time spent in that tank most recently, there was never mistaking that as a place associated with anything other than a job. This, however, is so compact and lived in -- because it is a bedroom. It's messing with him. Adapting to it all is really hitting home now, perhaps because his mind is already doing a lot of wandering.
Emil considers all of this as he strips himself of his shawl, laying it across one of the mostly-bare tables. There's a lot of adapting to do. A new place to be, a new way to wake up and fall asleep. The most pressing matter: adapting to someone who isn't that new. The weight of that feels very present, currently. He could think about that, and so much more, as he adjusts his pillow, the thin blanket. Sleep, though, does sound like the better option. )
Goodnight. ( Emil breathes it out, with the exhaustion in his voice palpable. He will sleep. Eventually. )