Strange can't help it: he looks a bit surprised as Childermass mentions he got a gift for him. Oh. That's nice. A bit unexpected, but still nice. Idly, he can't help but wonder what it is but if Childermass doesn't want to get it now, then he'll just have to find out later.
"Well, if you don't want me to wake him up, then I won't do it," he answers, as if it's the simplest thing in the world. But that does present them with a new problem. Strange really doesn't want to move right now. But he's not entirely tired, not just yet. So, he slumps backwards on the couch as well, staring at the ceiling in a slightly creepy unblinking manner.
Strange isn't really good with silence. So, the quiet lasts for a few moments before Strange opens his mouth to talk again. "This is nice." Okay, he's saying something dumb. "Not the snow thing, I'm still of two minds about that, but just...this." And he gestures vaguely at Lambert's trailer. Sitting on the couch, being drunk with two people whose company he enjoys, not really giving a damn, that's the nice thing.
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"Well, if you don't want me to wake him up, then I won't do it," he answers, as if it's the simplest thing in the world. But that does present them with a new problem. Strange really doesn't want to move right now. But he's not entirely tired, not just yet. So, he slumps backwards on the couch as well, staring at the ceiling in a slightly creepy unblinking manner.
Strange isn't really good with silence. So, the quiet lasts for a few moments before Strange opens his mouth to talk again. "This is nice." Okay, he's saying something dumb. "Not the snow thing, I'm still of two minds about that, but just...this." And he gestures vaguely at Lambert's trailer. Sitting on the couch, being drunk with two people whose company he enjoys, not really giving a damn, that's the nice thing.