Adrian rubbed his eyes tiredly, and not having slept very well during the night, rolled groggily in bed. All of this business with Geoff had Maggie worried sick, which then led him to feeling worried about/for her, which then led.... apparently to his wife having never come to bed. He frowned, and sat up. Or perhaps she was just up early making breakfast. Or maybe the baby...
A bit of peering around cleared up Adrian's confusion. His wife had not in fact seemingly left her post out on the balcony all night, which deeply unsettled him. He should have realized that without a bit of coaxing Maggie would have stayed out there for too long; too much was going on with her brother for her to feel not perturbed. Adrian's frown deepened.
Siblings.
After some quick thinking, Adrian carefully slid open the door, balancing a freshly brewed cup of tea in his hands. It wasn't until he looked up from his feet (to ensure the drink would not get spilled in travel), that he noticed Maggie his wife was sitting with her blanket over her head.
"Maggie?" he squawked, now juggling the mug in his hands. Why, exactly, hadn't he just levitated it over with magic? It was back over at the bedside table... Adrian cursed himself for being so careless, directly resulting in some mildly scalded fingers.
"Fodasse!" Adrian began to hiss under his breath, jumping slightly to move his bare feet away from the spilling drink. "Maggie," he whimpered, wishing very much for some help, or at least for her to pull the blanket off of her head.
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