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Character Portrait: Jayce Ericson Character Portrait: Philip Harris
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“It’s nice, very rustic. But I suppose rustic is about all you can get anymore.”

Philip shrugged. His home was as much of a comfort as he had ever experienced, so he couldn't really comment on the matter. On Jayce's invitation, he left the spear he'd been working on by the door and joined him on the sofa. He sat somewhat awkwardly with his hands folded in his lap, throwing a glance at Jayce's t-shirt. Game over still existed as a phrase, though the original meaning of the words were long lost– as such, it was hard for him to guess why Jayce would have it written on his clothes.

“I bet it gets lonely living here all by yourself. I’m not sure what you did about the loneliness before, but …I’m in this time now and well …I guess I’m saying you don’t have to be alone …if you don’t want to be.”

"Same," Philip said, immediately regretting the lack of clarification. "I mean, I'm guessing you're pretty upset about being so far away from home, in a sense. And you know, until you find someone you like better, I'm around." He almost said and Lance is too, but if they were talking about what he thought they were talking about, it was perhaps better not to bring up the old man.

Not for the first time that day, he shut his mouth and looked up to find Jayce looking right at him. Not for the first time that day, the look elicited something in his chest he couldn't quite define.

“But anyway, I guess I’ll be sleeping here tonight, unless you had something else in mind.”

He followed his gaze to the bedroom door, and was momentarily glad the hut was dark enough to hide the returning blush on his face. "Well," he said. "You know, the sofa's not very comfortable to sleep on. I wouldn't want to put you off this timeline on your very first night."

He smiled, getting up, and pushing the bedroom door open. In truth, the bed was probably nowhere near as comfortable as though Jayce were accustomed to, but at least it had the layer of hay that the sofa lacked. He walked over and tested the softness with his hand, for a moment worried that Jayce would be unhappy despite the 'extra comfort'. To be fair it was hard to know, given that he had no idea what the past had been like in comparison. "Maybe I can use feathers in the future," he mumbled, mostly to himself. They were harder to come by in large quantities, but would probably be softer. To Philip, it hardly mattered. He could have slept on the dirt floor and been happy with it.