It occurs to Benedict, as he slumps out of bed, how strange it is that he's happy to see Gabranth-- or perhaps 'happy' isn't entirely the right word, but there's a feeling of something clicking into place now that he's in Bene's presence again.
They parted on unpleasant terms, and he's been stewing in them ever since. He doesn't waste any time picking out clothes, instead simply padding out barefoot after Gabranth, still wearing the undershirt and loose linen trousers that he sleeps in.
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They parted on unpleasant terms, and he's been stewing in them ever since. He doesn't waste any time picking out clothes, instead simply padding out barefoot after Gabranth, still wearing the undershirt and loose linen trousers that he sleeps in.