leaning against the door frame, cane in opposite hand. if jem were anyone else, he would scoff or roll his eyes, but he knows how to handle will better than most. or, all.
“your wish is my command.” he almost smirked then. “i’ll protect you from the ducks near the park.”
incoherent grumbling as he returns to his room, leaving the door open for the other to join him. “if i must, i know how much you miss me when you’re by yourself.”
his back to jem, will changed from his nightwear into something a little more fitting. “but i expect breakfast.”