[ hello!!! out in the gazebo area, yves can find taair, who is no longer sexy, sitting in the grass. he's got a big red book open in his lap, and appears to be writing something down in it, lifting his head every now and then to just inhale and enjoy his surroundings, and then resume writing.

and!! if he doesn't immediately come run over, he might hear him murmuring quietly to.... someone? something? loud enough to be heard, though. ]

This is very nice, isn't it? It was beginning to feel as claustrophobic as before, but - it's already gotten a bit better, hasn't it, my friend...?