Yes, it appears to be some sort of medieval landscape-- at least, I perceived a castle.
Long yawns massively in his room, shrugging his shoulders down into the pillow and drifting 1/4 of the way back to sleep. He'd been having a rather good dream when the tablet had rung; he tries to recapture details. Something about buzzing a herd of bison.
After thirty seconds he sits bolt upright again, eyes wide in his face. Quick typing:
Mr. Holmes, you had really ought to wait until morning.
He'll blame the sleepiness that it took him that long to realize what Holmes was likely doing.
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Long yawns massively in his room, shrugging his shoulders down into the pillow and drifting 1/4 of the way back to sleep. He'd been having a rather good dream when the tablet had rung; he tries to recapture details. Something about buzzing a herd of bison.
After thirty seconds he sits bolt upright again, eyes wide in his face. Quick typing:
Mr. Holmes, you had really ought to wait until morning.
He'll blame the sleepiness that it took him that long to realize what Holmes was likely doing.