[Benedict raises the pot in acknowledgment, then goes to set it on a corner of his desk where he has placed a small warming glyph set apart from his other work.
Sliding into his chair with a small sigh, and taking a moment to rub his eyes, he gets back to it.
At least one hour passes peacefully, albeit with the occasional yawn. After going through an especially long and ponderous document, Benedict sets it down and stretches out his arms.]
Feels nice to have both eyes.
[And his hair, which he runs both hands through to pull it away from his face, tying it back.]
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Date: 2021-02-05 08:58 pm (UTC)Sliding into his chair with a small sigh, and taking a moment to rub his eyes, he gets back to it.
At least one hour passes peacefully, albeit with the occasional yawn. After going through an especially long and ponderous document, Benedict sets it down and stretches out his arms.]
Feels nice to have both eyes.
[And his hair, which he runs both hands through to pull it away from his face, tying it back.]