"Right," he agrees, and stands. The long, open cassock he wears as part of his clericals is hanging by the door, the stiff white collar on the rickety table below. But he's still wearing his tunic, with its high, starched black neck, and it looks very odd with his hair spilling over his shoulders.
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Date: 2009-08-23 06:16 pm (UTC)"I'll just bank the fire up."