The Cape Rouge, Friday Morning

[okteiviakom]

Octavia hadn't been sleeping well. Night after night, she kept waking up every hour and a half or so, just to make sure she could still hear two other people breathing in bed with her. If they were quiet, she would hold her own breath until she was sure she could hear them, or she felt them move, or something.

It wasn't making for very restful nights, but she'd survive. She always did.

Granted, on Friday morning, that survival involved giving up on trying to stay asleep, slipping quietly out of bed and making her way into the galley. She got the coffee going, because she might as well. If actual rest wasn't going to give her energy, then maybe caffeine would at least keep her going.

She'd also made sure to leave the bedroom door open more than enough that if anyone else was awake, or woke up, they would either be able to hear her puttering away, or at the very least be able to smell the coffee sooner rather than later.

She hadn't vanished. She wasn't going to let anyone think she had, either.

(It felt like the least she could do.)

[ooc: For the two.]

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[okteiviakom]

"Yeah," Octavia replied, looking over. Maybe she should've grabbed a robe too, but instead she was going against the trend in shorts and an oversized tee. "Fresh pot. Morning."

[my_own_advocate]

"I love you," Lucifer told her, tracking his way into the kitchen. "May I have a cup?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia picked up a clean cup for him, quietly.

Gearing up for a new day was a slow process lately.

[my_own_advocate]

"Thank you," Lucifer said, quietly, and went to go get it.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia handed the cup over, then watched him, picking up one of her pieces off fruit off the cutting board as she did.

"You sleep okay?"

Yeah, yeah, she knew she was the only one actually having trouble with it. Allow her the question anyway.

[my_own_advocate]

"Just fine, thank you," Lucifer said, pouring himself a cup. "You didn't, I suppose."

[okteiviakom]

"No," Octavia agreed, simply.

There was no point in pretending otherwise.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer took a sip of his coffee. "Hopefully with time," he said. "You do need your rest."

[okteiviakom]

"I know."

That she went to pick up her coffee mug again as she said that was a complete coincidence.

"I'll get there. Eventually."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out a little breath.

Then: "How's your trouble?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia... paused.

Tilted her head just a fraction.

"I haven't thought about it," she admitted.

[my_own_advocate]

"Duke thinks it might be gone," Lucifer said carefully. "It wouldn't hurt to test it."

[okteiviakom]

"You're probably right," Octavia replied, but it was on the slow side. Like she was still thinking it over as she said that, and the thinking had more of her focus.

[my_own_advocate]

"If you'd like, of course," Lucifer added swiftly.

[okteiviakom]

It drew Octavia out of her haze of introspection, at least.

"What's that mean?" she asked. It didn't sound like an accusation, for what it was worth: just a genuine bit of slightly odd confusion.

[my_own_advocate]

"... you seemed thoughtful," Lucifer said. "I didn't want to, ah, shove the idea on you."

[okteiviakom]

"Oh," Octavia said. Her hand came up, to tuck her hair behind her ear - then fell again, because it was the one she was trying not to use. "Well, I'm not feeling... shoved, so. You're fine."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer nodded. "... Are you all right?"

[okteiviakom]

"I don't know," Octavia said.

It was one of the most honest things she'd said all week, probably. And followed up with a sigh.

[my_own_advocate]

A nod. "Fair enough," Lucifer allowed. "At least there is time to find out. I suppose."

[okteiviakom]

"If I'm all right or not?"

It was a very weak attempt at a joke.

She was just going to pick up her coffee again, now.

[my_own_advocate]

"... Yes, I suppose."

Lucifer took another sip of his coffee. "We could go for a walk, in a bit?"

[okteiviakom]

"If you want?" Octavia offered, with a shrug in her tone but not really in her shoulders.

She took a long sip.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's mouth opened to ask her if she wanted it, but he realized that way laid madness. "I would enjoy it," he said instead.

[okteiviakom]

This time, the shrug was actually physical. "Then sure," Octavia said. "Fresh air, could be good."