He just keeps on holding her for a few minutes, until the coffee maker burbles because it's finishing, and disturbs him from his thoughts. "I dreamed... I thought..." Connor sighs and rubs his face. He hasn't shaved yet, and he looks pretty rumpled too, but that's normal. "John woke me up. Christmas morning... he never could let me sleep in..."
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Date: 2010-12-31 03:20 am (UTC)