Emrys fixed the a pair of cocktails for them, nearly identical to the one he'd abandoned upstairs in his longue when they'd announced he had a guest. The purpose of his was primarily to put Arthur at ease and avoid his feeling conspicuous if he was the only one drinking. Emrys didn't plan to have anything more to drink until he'd determined the gravity of this conversation.
He delivered the cocktail and considered his seating options briefly before taking the open space beside Arthur on the couch. (The wrong choice if Arthur had come here in order to leave him, but a good choice for almost any other kind of trouble that could have driven him here — the easier to reach him if he needed a steadying hand on his shoulder, or to be held).
He didn't ask. Maybe he would have if he hadn't still been sporting some scars from his disastrous conversation with Angelica in December, but now he was especially sensitive to anything that felt like intrusion. He didn't need to push. Arthur had come here for a reason — presumably because he trusted Emrys enough to talk about whatever it was he had to say. He'd tell him when he was ready.
He delivered the cocktail and considered his seating options briefly before taking the open space beside Arthur on the couch. (The wrong choice if Arthur had come here in order to leave him, but a good choice for almost any other kind of trouble that could have driven him here — the easier to reach him if he needed a steadying hand on his shoulder, or to be held).
He didn't ask. Maybe he would have if he hadn't still been sporting some scars from his disastrous conversation with Angelica in December, but now he was especially sensitive to anything that felt like intrusion. He didn't need to push. Arthur had come here for a reason — presumably because he trusted Emrys enough to talk about whatever it was he had to say. He'd tell him when he was ready.
Lou made this! <3