The flicker of formality made him smile, as he walked ahead of Laurence, bending to retrieve his sketchpad as he went. The room was considerably neater than it would have been had it between his bedroom alone.
"You can set it down wherever you will, I suppose," he said, grinning as he sat down to tug off his boots, sketchbook discarded in the middle of the neatly made bed.
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"You can set it down wherever you will, I suppose," he said, grinning as he sat down to tug off his boots, sketchbook discarded in the middle of the neatly made bed.