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[darkbishop]

[That gets another roll of his eyes, and he moves to stand and snatch the pillow in one swift move, assuming Linhardt doesn't try to stop him!!]

If it's so dreadful then you shouldn't be falling asleep here.

[idratherbeasleep]

[Betrayal! Linhardt glares when Hubert takes his pillow, then resolutely digs into the couch. He sleeps on benches, in meadows, under trees...]

Maybe I wouldn't if you weren't so exhausting.

[Is his yawn and his stretch a little more exaggerated than usual? Yes, it is. So is how he turns his back to Hubert and pulls his coat over his head. Go away. Socializing time is over.]

[darkbishop]

[That gets another roll of his eyes and Hubert tosses the pillow aside, back onto the couch.]

I will deposit you outside if I must. You aren't sleeping here.

[Linhardt deserves better, but Hubert certainly isn't going to let him get away with this!!]

[idratherbeasleep]

[The pillow hits Linhardt square in the face. The mage sighs as though Hubert's desire for privacy is a personal affront (because it is, he's tired and he wants to sleep).]

You know, Hubert, it wouldn't kill you-

Hmmm.

I was going to say it wouldn't kill you to be nicer, but knowing you, it might. Fine, fine.

[He sits up and stretches again before finally standing.]

There's a junior scientist on Nova who's interested in my healing magic and is about to get to work anyway. I should go see them.

[They had promised him a look at the X-ray machine. Linhardt yawns and moves towards the door. Oh. Wait. His phone. With no preamble, he heads back to the bedroom and emerges with his own small rectangle.]

Goodbye, Hubert. I had a wonderful time.

[darkbishop]

[It would absolutely kill him to be nice, thanks for noticing!!]

Try not to fall asleep on them.

[He watches Linhardt retreat into the bedroom, but given that's where their phones went, he isn't particularly surprised. The last remark gets a scoff from him.]

Perhaps next time will be just as enjoyable.

[He will never be fun to be around, sorry Linhardt!!]