That doesn't tally with what the movies have taught him. At all. Still, he shoots her a disapproving look - that she won't be able to see, given the light and the way he's facing away - and gets on with feeding the mounts. He makes quick work of it because he's bloody hungry himself, and his muscles definitely want to lie down.
'Wha's for tea?' he asks, unceremoniously, as he ease himself down on to one of the bedrolls, and lights another tag.
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That doesn't tally with what the movies have taught him. At all. Still, he shoots her a disapproving look - that she won't be able to see, given the light and the way he's facing away - and gets on with feeding the mounts. He makes quick work of it because he's bloody hungry himself, and his muscles definitely want to lie down.
'Wha's for tea?' he asks, unceremoniously, as he ease himself down on to one of the bedrolls, and lights another tag.