A Note Or Two

[thatched]

[sometime in the night, two notes will be found under very specific doors]

Espio lad,
Come and talk with me.
-Thatch


My sweetest lady Grell,
I beg your forgiveness for my borish behavior and general bad attitude regarding your lovely person. Please allow me to have but a moment of your kind indulgence at your earliest convenience. I swear that I shall make it up to you in spades.
Forever Yours,
Thatch

Comments

[thatched]

Aye. Exhausted. But they are well and truly charmed so the hard part is over. [and he closes his eyes and strokes his hand along Marco's side, feeling the glossy glowing feathers glide under his fingers]

Grell is handy with technology-- do you know what that means, Marco? Do you know what we can do with that? It's power in this world as sure as GFs and limit breaks. And Espio, well, we have an understanding so long as I let him be selfish this one day. We'll see if he gets any more.

[he chuckles and nuzzles the top of Marco's head]

Your Thatchett has it all in hand just like always. [just like always meaning it won't change but it will. He will still be Thatch as he is always Thatch but better. Refined. He will make Marco's life joy]