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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

After he'd done as much as possible at the soup without putting in the noodles he turned the ring off so it wouldn't boil dry. It would be easy enough to add the noodles when Seamus was awake again. Then he'd headed quietly downstairs to the pub and given Dominic an update. He'd also grabbed a random book from the shelf for something to do other than sitting and sketching Seamus. He returned upstairs and settled himself in a chair, and although he had given into the urge to sketch Seamus for a little while he returned to the book after a little while and he was reading when he heard his friend stirring.

He set his book aside and moved nearer to the sofa. "It's getting on for lunch time, I was going to wake you then if you hadn't made it up." He wasn't speaking loud, and huge amounts of fondness laced his tone. He looked at Seamus' scrunched up face and took pity on him, waving his wand to half-close the curtains. "How's your stomach doing?" Adorable as half-awake Seamus was he was more concerned about the pain that had earlier nearly crippled him.

He snorted at the fact of all the things to wake Seamus up apparently his bladder had won out. "Well, that's one thing I can't actually do for you," he said. "Although if you go pee I can have soup ready in five minutes. I mean I can do that regardless, but food before you sleep again is probably a good plan."