#[ jono's there too but cjjfjfkd ]

[once-was-muses]

@the-arkham-librarian | Misc. Asks

Eliza slinks in Edwin and Jon's shared home, drops her bag on the floor, and sits on the couch next to Edwin.

To say Edwin is surprised by Jonathan’s lack of reaction to their front door suddenly opening wouldn’t be inaccurate, if an understatement- But immediately recognizing their red and green, self invited guest, he puts the pieces together and relaxes immediately.

(For all of Jonathan’s posturing as an aloof misanthrope, he is quick to learn the habits of those people deemed worth remembering, their pattern of footsteps and choices of fragrance to identify them at a distance, no sight necessary. Such a mind for minor details.)

Untucking his legs from under himself to give Eliza more room on the couch, Edwin counteracts that as soon as her weight joins the cushions, switching the direction he leans to set his head against his dear friend. Eyes still trained on the lines of his book, of course, but a smile playing at his lips.

"To what do we owe such a marvelous surprise visitor as you?"