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[ with hilda gone and the house being virtually empty nathan slowly yet surely started feeling less on edge and more comfortable with his surroundings. the tours that were given in broken english were amusing, the food wasn't half-bad (still preferred coffee and pizza, a staple diet at best), but most of all he enjoyed just spending some alone time with caleb in a place where he preferred to be above all others.

instead of venturing out into the wild world of germany to go on more "tours" there was an unspoken decision to stay inside instead. at current nathan is wandering around with a small towel on his head, a half-assed attempt at drying his hair; stepping outside for a few minutes before it started raining was not the best idea in the world to have. still, after his yelling at the "stupid rain" and putting some comfortable (and dry) clothing on he was content enough to make tea and waddle out carefully towards the fireplace, hoping in the back of his mind that caleb had managed to at least get that set up without any trouble. ]

[ tilts his head up when he hears/sees nathan approach, keeping his attentions focused to the house interior with practiced focus. he'd gotten the fireplace to work after several tries & was currently lounging on the rug in front of it, dazing comfortably as he basks in the warmth.

makes small waving motions when he sees that nathan has him in his line of sight, turning his head toward him afterward. ]

Nathan! Fire!

[ looks at the fire, attempting for a moment to seem impressed. would clap his hands so he settles with a smile as he leans down slightly to hand caleb his mug. ]

Yeah, fire. Good job.

[ accepts the mug with a proud grin. ]

Danke! Is hard, but it work after four time.

[ settles himself on the ground next to him, carefully placing the mug on the rug. ]

I probably wouldn't have been able to do it after my fourth try. Impressive.

[ takes a small sip. ]

I try before with Hilda. [ puffs out his chest a little. ] I remember.

[ lifts his mug up again to hide the small smile on his face. bumps caleb's shoulder gently. ]

See? Smart.

[ looks a little sheepish, but doesn't address the issue, simply smiling back as he takes another sip of his tea. ]

Is good Tee. Nathan make Tee a lot?

[ averts his eyes, feeling a bit sheepish himself. ]

Not really. I like coffee more, but tea sounded more appropriate. I-- I guess.

Danke. Tee is okay.

[ turns his gaze briefly to the fire before turning it back to nathan. ] But house have Kaffee? A lot. Hilda drink Kaffee after sleep.

[ shakes his head. ]

No, it's just-- [ pauses. face contorts in concentration and then flushes awkwardly. ] S-something about... atmosphere.

At-mose-feer. [ short pause. then blinks, feeling like he knows this one. ] Sky?

Yeah, but it has a different meaning. [ another pause as he stares off into space. releases a hand from his mug as he shakes his head, lifting his free hand to take the towel off. ] Like a mood or feeling.

[ takes one more sip & puts the mug of tea down. seems to ignore the words in favour of leaning in a little so that he can nudge his nose into nathan's hair, nuzzling at the wet strands fondly. ]

[ ears grow warm at the contact but does not move nor show any displeasure towards it. fidgets a bit regardless, promptly staring down at his tea instead. ]

[ turns his head so that he can rest his own head on top of nathan's hair, closing his eyes. ]

Rain is bad for me when I help team. But rain today is okay.

[ shifts a bit to accommodate his weight, peering up at him as best as he can. ]

O-oh?

Ja! Is good at-mose-feer, and SAVE do not need help.

Well, as long as it doesn't bother you...

Is okay. Inside house is okay.

[ thinks about that in silence, drumming his fingers on the mug. lips eventually twitch up into a small smile. ]

It's okay for me too. [ murmurs against the rim of the cup. ] Today is a good day.

[ leans away when he sees that nathan is about to drink, picking up his own mug to take a sip of his own. ]

Is a very good day. Rest a lot.

[ while he plops his head down on caleb's shoulder, giving a small sigh. ]

I usually get restless if I try to rest. Think you're rubbing off on me.

[ blinks down at him. ]

Restless? No rest? Erm. . . rubbing?

... [ leans most of his weight on him. ] Professor Nathan is out at the moment. Leave a message after the beep.