Rirrym smiled. "Yes, the chair is actually quite comfortable. Certainly more comfortable than I expected it would be." He stood up and stretched before pacing back to the chair to give Cromthal some room to sleep if he so chose. He patted his lap to get the dogs attention away from whapping Cromthal's face with his tail and the dog ran and leapt onto his chest, effectively winding Rym. "We're going to have to work on your landings, furrball," Rym said with a soft laugh once he'd managed to catch his breath back.
He sat for a long while stroking the dog and waiting for the sun to come up, or Cromthal to awaken, whichever came first. He didn't know how long he sat there before he dozed off. The next thing he knew he was waking up to the dog licking his face. "What is it boy? Is it morning already?" he asked groggily.
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