Taking a shower after a day of farm work was always important, especially considering that a bit of cold water was always needed to clear the sinuses and eyes of any extraneous material in order to prevent any allergies from coming up. The farmhouse was always kept nice and clean from the various bits of different mud and muck that would have otherwise been kept elsewhere on the farm, and Sho always felt so fresh after getting cleaned after a hard day's work.<br/><br/>Despite what most people seemed to think, Sho never felt sore after a day's of work on the farm, but rather his muscles were sore upon waking up the next morning. Exhaling gently, he twisted the doorknob carefully, having gotten into his pajamas.<br/><br/>He knew that the soreness upon waking was just another part of getting stronger here.<br/><br/>Farm work often alternated on a schedule. Since he changed all of the bedding and cleaned everything, tomorrow would probably be quite a bit easier. He would simply have to put the animals out and tend to some of the plants.<br/><br/>This sort of rotation kept the stalls nice and fresh, and it also ensured that material wasn't being unnecessarily wasted. Running a farm could be a game of expenses against takes at times, and using the minimum material possible was often very important. It was also good to avoid waste for a variety of moral reasons anyway.<br/><br/>For now, though, he was looking forward to lying down gently and enjoying reading a manga for a while before he fell asleep. He made his way gently toward the bed after having softly shut the door and got in. He'd brushed his teeth a few moments ago, having enjoyed a couple of cups of hot camellia tea before he came up here.<br/><br/>They'd been growing Japonica blossoms on the farm, and he'd been helping with drying them out and turning them into tea. Japonica grew as a wildflower where they were, but he'd taken to cultivating it in a small patch in the garden, and he tried the delicious infusion it could make before coming up here.<br/><br/>When tea was grown, it had to be carefully dried and pressed to ensure that it was in the correct state for brewing. For what it was worth, it had been very tasty. He'd taken to drinking it quite straight and strong though.<br/><br/>Gently exhaling, he settled into bed and he was, at first, unaware of whom had come to visit. Eventually familiar sounds, though, suddenly sent a sharp pang echoing through his heart.<br/><br/>The...Borrowers? Were they here?<br/><br/>No, it couldn't be. Right? Could it? There were so many emotions that were rushing through him all at once.<br/><br/>Even though he was shocked beyond being shocked, and perhaps fearful that he was merely hallucinating something that he had been wishing for over a long period of time, Sho stayed in one position and opened his book. He had no wish to scare anyone away.<br/><br/>Moreover, he didn't want to do anything that could have gotten himself too excited. He was stronger, yes, but he wasn't so strong yet as to avoid all of the negative influences of such excitement.<br/><br/>Naturally he hadn't seen anyone flying before, and if he had then he would have considered him or her to be tender moths and left them be. That being said, he was slowly becoming aware of who it was that was here.<br/><br/>Very slowly he turned his head and offered a polite smile. Some things might have gradually changed in his face over a period of time. He was certainly stronger, though still having great difficulties with his heart, which was why he was here.<br/><br/>Those kind eyes, however, had remained.<br/><br/>"It...has been too long, old friends."<br/><br/>His words were, of course, spoken at almost a whisper both because he knew that the voices of "Human Beans" could be excruciatingly loud to someone that stood at their short stature and also because he had no wish for anyone else to hear him.<br/><br/>With that he started to concoct an idea. He made a very simple gesture to whoever was there to remain quiet for a time. With his other arm, then, Sho reached over onto the nightstand that held his lamp.<br/><br/>It took only a few moments for his practiced fingers to switch on the device and tune to a skilled orchestra that would have prevented anyone from finding out that he was here. The radio was low enough that it wouldn't attract attention, but if anyone would stick their ear up to his door they would simply have figured that he were listening to Beethoven and Brahms while reading before he fell asleep.<br/><br/>"You should be safe now...no one can hear us, and no one else knows that you are here."<br/><br/>Even now his words were metered out in a carefully spoken drone that would have echoed the same fashion that he would have had used to speak to her in the past. Softly breathing, he placed a bookmark in his aforementioned manga to hold his place.<br/><br/>While he was going to ask if they had known that he was here for a while, he had for now elected to keep that question unspoken. There wasn't any reason that he had needed to ask it for the time being.<br/><br/>For now his heart was leaping with joy, but he reminded himself not to get too excited. He figured that could not only cause him potential health problems, but also end up making he look like he had some sort of malicious intent to them, which he had clearly not by any means.<br/><br/>When he had referred to the word 'friend' before he was speaking from the bottom of his heart; nothing could be better than this by any means. He couldn't have asked for anything better at any other point.<br/><br/>The Borrowers...were here.<br/><br/>He simply had to avoid getting too excited for the time being.<br/><br/>"If there were anything that you had wanted to say, then don't worry too much about it. Like I said, we should be able to speak freely here."