[ Even with the twin beds being separated, Irving has still been having some trouble with falling asleep and actually staying asleep β at least, for much longer than 2-3 hours at a time β ever since shortly after the 'threads' upon all their fingers first appeared. Does he know exactly why this has been the case? No, of course not, but... what it does mean is that, of late, there have been a good many nights when around this time, or often even later, he finds himself awake and restless, wandering the house in search of something to do.
Not that it's even all that terribly late yet, but seeing Kate out of bed at all is surprising, never mind the time. A good thing, Irving thinks; perhaps even a sign that she's making progress.
Irving and Kate simply aren't nearly as close as she is with either Little or Wynonna, so he's mostly been trying to give her plenty of space and privacy to convalesce in while assuming the other two have already been dutifully attending to whatever emotional support she needs. After all, what else can he even do for her at this time, except make sure that she has plenty of warm blankets and hot tea, hot meals, and even hot water should she fancy soaking in a steaming tub for an hour or so?
Well, and spare her the various safety lectures about running off alone into the woods during wintertime in the Arctic. Frustrating as it is that this happened at all, Kate's a smart enough girl; he can envision her simply nodding numbly and shutting down any further efforts at making conversation with her wall of silence if he so much as made the most gentle of attempts at scolding her for putting herself at risk in such a foolhardy manner, so he hasn't bothered trying. ]
Perfectly understandable, of course, [ he says, looking over at her in acknowledgement. ] You need not explain yourself.
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Not that it's even all that terribly late yet, but seeing Kate out of bed at all is surprising, never mind the time. A good thing, Irving thinks; perhaps even a sign that she's making progress.
Irving and Kate simply aren't nearly as close as she is with either Little or Wynonna, so he's mostly been trying to give her plenty of space and privacy to convalesce in while assuming the other two have already been dutifully attending to whatever emotional support she needs. After all, what else can he even do for her at this time, except make sure that she has plenty of warm blankets and hot tea, hot meals, and even hot water should she fancy soaking in a steaming tub for an hour or so?
Well, and spare her the various safety lectures about running off alone into the woods during wintertime in the Arctic. Frustrating as it is that this happened at all, Kate's a smart enough girl; he can envision her simply nodding numbly and shutting down any further efforts at making conversation with her wall of silence if he so much as made the most gentle of attempts at scolding her for putting herself at risk in such a foolhardy manner, so he hasn't bothered trying. ]
Perfectly understandable, of course, [ he says, looking over at her in acknowledgement. ] You need not explain yourself.