[They've settled down in the sewing house to get to some constructing--and perhaps some decompressing. While nothing like home, at least this house is comfortable and familiar enough by now.
At the moment, though, England is painfully aware of how far away from home they are.
He's sitting out in the living room, away from the craft room and the bedroom where they've set up their nest. He's got the bottle of whiskey out, but he hasn't had too much of it, or not too much more than was already gone from the bottle when he started. He seems to be trying to savour it for the moment, simply holding it at the end table by the sofa as he stares out the window into the murky, snowy night.]
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At the moment, though, England is painfully aware of how far away from home they are.
He's sitting out in the living room, away from the craft room and the bedroom where they've set up their nest. He's got the bottle of whiskey out, but he hasn't had too much of it, or not too much more than was already gone from the bottle when he started. He seems to be trying to savour it for the moment, simply holding it at the end table by the sofa as he stares out the window into the murky, snowy night.]