[Sigmund watches Edward and waits a moment, until he's satisfied that he isn't going to exile himself to the couch, and then gingerly lays down. He's still taking up just the barest edge of the bed, only his feet tucked under the covers and his legs bent so that his knees jut off.
It's a rather strange form of decorum, this. I'll only order myself into a little of your bed. His balancing act is impressive, but he may have been better off on the couch.]
It's a rather strange form of decorum, this. I'll only order myself into a little of your bed. His balancing act is impressive, but he may have been better off on the couch.]
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