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WHO: Fitz, Ellis
WHAT: Chores, bonding (?)
WHEN: now-ish
WHERE: Wysteria's haunted house
NOTES: currently n/a

When they'd asked Fitz to organize the library, they probably weren't expecting him to read half of the books in the process. The project's been slow-going and slowly transformed into more of an extended orientation for all things Thedas than just shifting shelves, and it hasn't exactly been a priority, but slow-going beats not at all.

Which is all to say: the library probably looks worse off than it did before they'd pawned it off. There are more books on the floor and tables than there are on the shelves, the second draft of a filing system that Wysteria had started and that Fitz only finds frustrating like, twenty-five percent of the time.

"Adventures of the Black Fox."

Fitz has carved out a spot near one of the corners, where he's claimed a chair in front of a middling-sized desk. He's got his feet up on said desk — not that rude, considering how dusty everything is anyway. He's nearly walled in by the stacks of books he's been diligently paging through and sorting, and he leans around them to make sure Ellis can hear him from where he's toiling on the other side of the room. Struggling with a lopsided shelf? Organizing stacks? Something. Fitz hasn't been paying attention.

"How much of that's actually non-fiction."

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"Great," again, this time a little more comfortable. He's still not sure he gets Ellis, but that's not really the point: some things you have to take on instinct. It helps that Tony seems to trust him, helps to a lesser degree that Wysteria seems to. Also helps that Fitz can respect hardcore compartmentalization as a way of getting things done.

This time his gear shift towards the books is more settled, no more distractions. "I'll ask Tony."

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puts bow on this 10 years later