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[pullsneedles]

Lucas rubs the towel on his head, drying his freshly-washed hair as he emerges from the bathroom. It's been a long day, but a good one. Somehow the sadness of approaching autumn is lessened by the bright mums ready for planting.

But tonight is a good night to settle in with one of his books, this time one with information on the Runaway Five. It seems like a good one to share with Duster.

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[mindofathief]

Lucas' serious attitude is all Duster needs.

"Mind if I go down to the bar to ask? You need to sleep, and I'm not gonna be tired for a while."

[pullsneedles]

As if on cue, Lucas gives another yawn.

"I don't mind," he answers, rubbing his palm into his eye. "It has been a long day."

He tidies his things back together, putting the yo-yo on top, and gives a stretch.

"G'nite, Duster."

[mindofathief]

"Good night, Lucas," Duster says calmly. He places the book on the nightstand. "I'll see you tomorrow."

[pullsneedles]

Lucas sleepily nods and gets himself to bed. By the time Duster gets back, his hair stands up all over the place, his body lies twisted in the strange contortions sleep brings, and his covers are doing a good job keeping his left big toe warm.

[mindofathief]

It's a good thing Duster a thief, since he always returns to their room past midnight when Lucas is asleep. Without making a sound, he sneaks over to Lucas' bed to check on him. He looks so happy here, as if he didn't have years of emotional turmoil with him.

Duster takes the blanket, which Lucas kicked away sometime during the night, and covers him, tucking him in. Lucas breathes out a happy sigh.

Content, Duster moves to his own bed. He never had much use for pajamas, but there were such nice ones in Milliways, that he changed into them before sitting on his bed and removing his leg brace. Once he was comfortable, it only took a few minutes before he finally fell into a deep sleep.