Date: 2006-06-04 08:14 pm (UTC)
John hid a smile. The situation had gone from "I" to "we", which was encouraging.

In point of fact, he hadn't volunteered to help with the cleanup per se, but what the hell. It was a more interesting and productive way to spend the afternoon than loitering around chain-smoking and not remembering stuff. He was sod all good at housekeeping, but he thought he could manage to wield a brush or a broom without anybody getting hurt.

Besides, from what he did recall, it was all too easy when you were sick to start in on something feeling perfectly fine and suddenly hit a wall of exhaustion. Loki could probably use the help, and it wouldn't hurt to keep observing and see how the exertion affected him.

He shrugged out of his trench and laid it on top of a stack of boxes (after lifting up the lid on one to make sure it contained nothing of questionable safety; just tatty old linens, looked like) and rolled up his shirt sleeves. "Right then. You work on that side and I'll start over here, yeah?"

He started shoving a couple of boxes toward the center of the room. "If I'd known I was gonna be doing this, I'd have brought a radio..."
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