June 2012, Geneva, Swizerland

[damncompass]

The morning sun is breaking through Joshua's windows, reflecting even more off of the five feet of snow that's starting to melt in the June heat.

Inside, Joshua is snuggled up to the woman beside him, sleeping with a smile on his face.

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[damncompass]

"Well, at some point, we should possibly find you some clothes." He's not minding the view per se, it's just, well... "If we're going anywhere other than my bedroom, you might be cold, considering there's snow out there."

[timelessinventor]

"I hadn't planned on going outside just yet, darling." Besides, would they even be able to go anywhere until the snow's melted a bit? "I dare say clothes can wait, though if you've got something I'd fit in that hasn't been to Egypt, I'd appreciate it."

[damncompass]

"I'm sure I can find something." He gets up, and rummages in a chest of drawers, coming up with a pair of sweatpants and an old t-shirt (Nebraska Debate Team 1994- 1995. "Here. This should work. At least the sweatpants have a drawstring."

[timelessinventor]

"Thank you." She takes the clothes and disappears into the bathroom (less for her own modesty than for his).

[damncompass]

Joshua just sits on his bed, staring at the pin on his nightstand, lost in his own thoughts, in the chaos and the... everything that happened in the past two days.

[timelessinventor]

It's not long before she emerges from the loo in the clothes Joshua provided (Helena doesn't wear it comfortably; she's much better off in clothes like her trousers from back in the day. But beggars can't be choosers). "Well then. That's a bit better; I'll worry about a shower later. What shall we do to amuse ourselves?"

[damncompass]

Joshua blinks a few times. "Ok, once the snow's gone, we're totally going to get you something that's not my old clothes." He winces. "I think you looked better as Lara Croft."

[timelessinventor]

"It would look rather more at home on Pete, I agree." Helena blinks. "Who is this Lara Croft person, anyway?" She's been wondering since last night, but that was hardly a good time to ask.

[damncompass]

"Oh, well, I could show you. She's in a video game." Joshua grins, and holds out a hand, rather theatrically. "So, my favourite author, should we go forth to the other room?"

[timelessinventor]

"I dare say I'm up to that much of an adventure." She grins and takes his hand.