He almost smelled the smell of good food. Any other day, he would have wished he could. His head felt a little congested, so he got the scent of there was food.
"I'm fine. Just need something to eat." He completely missed the subtext. He was determinedly trying to make the day go like normal. Food. Patrolling. A little sleep. And apparently a large cat rubbing against his shins.
"How was your day?" he asked as he ignored the general ache from all over his body.
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Date: 2016-11-06 06:39 pm (UTC)"I'm fine. Just need something to eat." He completely missed the subtext. He was determinedly trying to make the day go like normal. Food. Patrolling. A little sleep. And apparently a large cat rubbing against his shins.
"How was your day?" he asked as he ignored the general ache from all over his body.