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[ It's been a few days since the first arrivals trickled in to this iteration of the monastery, and there's been some improvement to the area, at least.

Which is fortunate, really, because the clouds have finally decided to open up and let out a torrential downpour.

The grass out in the courtyard almost immediately becomes saturated with water, squishing beneath people's feet as they step through it. Drainage in the monastery is a real problem in some parts, particularly near the marketplace area. Slowly, as time passes, pools begin to form, though some of the remaining debris serves as a decent buffer between the water and whatever crates merchants may have left behind. It may be a good idea to salvage some of that, though it's not likely to be ruined thanks to said debris. In general, it's likely a rude awakening for any new arrivals.

Of course, some would say that rainy days are the best when it comes to fishing; some would even say they're right, given how the fish seem to be out in droves at the lake. If one didn't mind potentially getting soaked, they could bring in a real haul during this rainstorm. The dining hall is not nearly as well stocked as it had been in its heyday, so this could potentially be beneficial for the community.

For some, it's likely best to stay inside and find shelter from the rain. Thankfully, most of the monastery roofing seems to be intact, save for a few sizeable holes in the cathedral. Still, that doesn't mean there isn't a leak here and there, so watch your step, particularly in the dining hall and the second floor of the dormitories as well. It might not be a bad idea to put a few buckets out to catch all that water . . . ]

[[ MORE HOUSEKEEPING, hey what's up guys:

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[When she was small—when she had her uncle, and her secret friend—blanket forts had been a favored pastime. They made her feel safe, and snug, and eventually that grew to envelop her room entirely. She drapes the covers over his shoulders first, then settles herself down.

All but nestled into his side, she feels very small once more.

She feels safe, as she draws her knees to her chest and wraps the other end of the quilt over her own shoulder.

Tentatively, she glances up and offers him a small, self-conscious smile.]

There. It's... it's only fair that we both get to enjoy what we worked on making, right?

[Putting his arm around her seems like a bit much, but he's happy to rest it on the back of her chair. His legs are too long to tuck them up in the same way Bernadetta has, but as he said, he doesn't get cold easily and his legs are covered. Having this cover his shoulders and chest is enough. It's cozy — relaxing, even. It always was easier for him to calm down when he was close to someone, and with the fire crackling and the sound of rain outside (not to mention the fact that he still barely sleeps), it's no surprise that he feels himself getting sleepy pretty fast.]

Mm-hmm.

[Like this, the fire doesn't seem so scary. She's not alone, now; not the last one left, cut off or abandoned or already assumed to be dead or... whatever Edelgard's belief had been. She's not alone, and she's warm, and safe, and dry, and...

Well, she hasn't been sleeping very well herself.

So, it's no surprised when she nods off, gently sagging into his open side.]

[This is not exactly the most private place for a nap, and with Dimitri half-naked and Bernadetta only in his oversized shirt he is certainly worried that she might be subject to some unwanted teasing if anyone catches them... but he can't really afford to not steal a little sleep when he has the chance to, and when she falls over against him he just lets his head drop to his shoulder and decides that it's not that big of a deal.]