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[makesthings]

He sleeps for a long time but Sameth does wake up and simply lays there, everything hurts so he decides to not move.

Sabriel woke up too and is around and about but if anyone wishes to talk to Sam, he's not going anywhere for a while.

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[gorgonfondness]

Mia had caught a glance of Sameth in the infirmary while he was asleep. She decided she could go fetch something for him and come back without disturbing him.

So not long after he does wake up, Mia comes in with something warm wrapped up in a little picnic basket.

She was wondering when there would be someone to visit either here or there, the infirmary or the cells.

[makesthings]

When she comes in he looks uncomfortable and offers a weak smile,

"Hello, Mia."

[gorgonfondness]

She winces in sympathy.

"Hello, Sameth," she says, unwrapping her basket. "I imagine whoever is caring for you wouldn't want me to give you anything to heal without them knowing, but I do have something that you can hopefully enjoy now."

She takes out a little plate of pastry, tons of layers of thin dough sprinkled with fruit and nuts, sweetened with honey.

"My husband surprised me by making dinner the other day and he made some baklava for dessert."

[makesthings]

"My mother healed me, I just need to rest now."

Everything still hurts but that's to be expected. The baklava smells good so he works to sit up more, trying not to lean on his hurt wrist.

[gorgonfondness]

"As long as you're taken care of."

She finds a tray and carefully sets it up for him.

"I hope you like it. My husband's a good cook, better than I am."

[makesthings]

"I am and its my own fault for getting hurt anyways. Oh, that's good of him."

He's sure exactly how to go about eating the baklava since it looks so sticky.

[gorgonfondness]

Mia wouldn't care if he ate with his hands and got them sticky, but she's thoughtfully included a fork.

"Did you get into some sort of fight?"

[makesthings]

"Yes."

Eating is a good way to not talk about it so Sameth attacks the baklava.

[gorgonfondness]

Hey, she won't pry if he doesn't want her to.

"Is it that good?" she asks in the middle of his attack.

[makesthings]

"What, its nice, thank you. Sorry."

[gorgonfondness]

Mia giggles slightly.

"What's to be sorry about? I was just curious. We know it's good, but I didn't eat it quite like that."

The 'we' is emphasized with a little pat to her belly.

[makesthings]

"Just seems to be a good thing to say lately."

[gorgonfondness]

"You don't have to say it to me."

[makesthings]

"I guess not. How are you doing, Mia?"

[gorgonfondness]

"Fine, but excited. I've been told that I'll get to feel the baby kick soon."

She glances down towards her stomach and smiles.

"Draco and I have agreed to call him Cepheus."

[makesthings]

"That's an unusual name."

He tries to settle into some position that's comfortable which is slightly tricky.

[gorgonfondness]

"It's a constellation name, which is part of Draco's family tradition. And Cepheus has a star from Draconis, so we thought it was suitable."

She watches as he moves.

"Do you need something to get more comfortable?"

[makesthings]

"No, I think I should be okay. How's your teaching going?"

[gorgonfondness]

"It's going fine. We'll have an alumni recital a week from today and I've already gotten some big hints that there will be a party afterward that I'm not supposed to know about."

[makesthings]

"That's nice that everyone wants to do that for you."

[gorgonfondness]

"It is, but it seems a little much all the time. Parties are nice, but they're even nicer when they're spread out."

Of course, she doesn't realize this is going to be something like Vane's makeshift baby shower for her and that she's gonna get FURNITURE.

Then she'll be all for this.

[makesthings]

"Oh yeah, we don't have that many parties at home. The ones at Somersby could be fun."

[gorgonfondness]

"I don't know if I'll even want to go or not, to be honest," Mia says. "I plan on firedancing earlier in the day, so I might be tired."

[makesthings]

"Maybe you could just appear for a little while, that's what I do for state dinners."

[gorgonfondness]

"I suppose I could. And if there's trouble, I'll pick up some Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans. Those can clear a room easily."