He shuffled slowly down the stairs and was greeted by a smiling Tessa, happily preparing coffee. So instead, he’d lain in his bed, tossing and turning, head filled with ideas and plans, until he heard her clattering about in the kitchen. That was out of the question, because he didn’t want to risk activating Tessa, charging on her base down there. Normally, he would swim some laps in his pool in the cellar to unwind, clear his mind and exhaust him enough to drop into a deep, restful sleep. He’d listened to Tessa moving about downstairs cleaning most of the night, and even the comforting sound of the steam hissing through the radiator couldn’t lull him. At first, it was just the sound of someone else in the house, but it didn’t take long for Talson’s thoughts to turn to excitement about his creation, as well as his upcoming trip through time.
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