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"Not really. I was just walking Reuben so he could...mark his territory. If you want to pick them up that's fine, but bringing them by is no trouble." He himself had assumed that Emelyn was on her way somewhere since she was out so early.

"And don't worry about it." He waved away the apology.

He wondered what exactly she did recall. "Dreams?"

Noting Reuben near his leg, Lucas reached down and scratched the dog on the top of his head. He had hoped that his question about her dreams might lead into what they had been, but he took her brief reply as a hint that she did not want to talk about it.

"We can go and collect them now, if you aren't on your way somewhere."

"Okay, it's this way," he pointed in the direction of his duplex.

[NEW RP]

The sun was warm and the weather nice, cleared of the normal haze and bugs by the recent winter rain coming through. And thankfully, the ground was dry enough that it didn't dampen Gaius' pants as he lay back on the grass beneath one of the trees planted amongst the duplexes. He wasn't brave enough, or crazy enough, to try sleeping out near the edge of the jungle. Not after the Annie incident. He was perfectly content to stay within the 'safe' range of the village, assuming no one happened to trip over him.

Situating himself on his side so that his extra limbs, tail and wings alike, wouldn't get cramped or squished, Gaius rested his head on its side in the cool grass. He would have rested it on his elbow, but the long neck made that impossible. Good thing the grass was nice and soft... Before long, the odd horse-man was sound asleep, lying in the dapled shade as a light breeze ruffled his mane, only his ears twitching occassionally in his unconsciousness.

One thing poor Richard failed to realize was that Gaius was a very... very... deep sleeper. He put the dead to shame.

The mere presence of the man wouldn't be enough to wake him from his slumber, even if Richard did stand in his sunlight. He just breathed deeply and curled up a bit tighter, pulling his legs closer to himself, and continued sawing logs.

Gaius snorted, turning his head up to crack an eye at whoever was disturbing his nap. "Hnnn?" Though, as Richard was standing with the sun behind him, Gaius could only make out the silhouette, and sat up to see who it was. He blinked a couple times before the sleep haze cleared and he recognized the old man looming over him, his face breaking into a smile. “Oh hey! Haven’t seen you around in a while… how’re you doing? Health holding up?”

Gaius blinked, his mind jumping to make the connection. Ah! The theater! He lowered his guiltily and chuckled, rubbing at the side of his long neck. "Er, ah, yeah... After the graves and all... well... yeah. That, and I owe the guy I'm building it for... well, I think I do anyways... I got him into trouble a while back... But yeah, I'm figuring a theater would be good for the community, you know?"

Sitting himself more upright, he rested his arms on his knees and looked up at the guy, not a very far distance with Gaius' state. "Hey, congrats on the weight loss! Been dieting or something?"