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Mordred grunts, his eyes fluttering open after a few seconds and he smiles. “Good morning” he mutters, moving into a sitting position “you didn’t have to.”
“Well, not /only/,” Summer murmurs, laughing softly. She pushes the door open and gestures him inside. “Will you be able to pass the time before dinner, or shall I stay and amuse you?”
”I‘m sure I can find something,” he tells her, “unless you want to stay, your sister needs you.”
Summer turns her attention inward for a quick moment. “Winter is asleep, and Mihangel is with her anyway. I would not intrude on them.”