Dylan walked through the house, searching for his protégé. It was getting late and the others told him they hadn’t seen him at dinner. Naturally Dylan said he would see to it and, if he had to, would drag the young man away from his work to get some food into him.
He nodded at a few members of the Eye as he passed them. Dylan felt like he had to walk through the entire observatory before he would be successful. He eventually found him in the library, which was not surprising. He sat near the large bay window, where the view of the landscape shone beautifully underneath the moonlight. Not that Daniel had eyes for anything other than the book in front of him.
Dylan leaned against the doorframe, looking in. Daniel didn’t glance up from his work, didn’t even notice he had company. Instead of announcing his presence, Dylan took this moment as a chance to study Daniel to his heart’s content. His eyes were deeply focussed on whatever it was he was reading. He used one hand to splay the book open, while he leaned on the other arm, his hand hovering near his mouth. The pad of his thumb traced his bottom lip.( Collapse )