Kieran saw this coming: the demanding knock on the door. He couldn't put off Fallon forever; she was too curious, and she had been unhappy with him. So while there was a non-zero number of people who could come to the door and knock a little impatiently, Kieran assumed it was Fallon before he answered.
The thing was, he still didn't really have a good explanation. He just didn't feel sick this time, didn't have anywhere to be, and could spend actual time with her. Hopefully that would be enough.
Kieran shuffled over to the door and pulled it open, gesturing for her to come in. "You have good timing, I'm getting started on a stew," Kieran said. Well - he was getting started on the idea of a stew, he had pork and potato and onion and if he was generous with other vegetables he and Eileen could eat it for dinner until the Revs pulled a largeish meal together for New Year's Eve. But it was not as if he had started actualizing any of this.
The thing was, he still didn't really have a good explanation. He just didn't feel sick this time, didn't have anywhere to be, and could spend actual time with her. Hopefully that would be enough.
Kieran shuffled over to the door and pulled it open, gesturing for her to come in. "You have good timing, I'm getting started on a stew," Kieran said. Well - he was getting started on the idea of a stew, he had pork and potato and onion and if he was generous with other vegetables he and Eileen could eat it for dinner until the Revs pulled a largeish meal together for New Year's Eve. But it was not as if he had started actualizing any of this.