Fandom Post Office, Thursday

[doesnotkneel]

It didn't seem right to be cooped up inside any building this week; it might have been somewhat overcast, but the temperatures were grand, and sitting around a cooled post office wasn't Edward's idea of a good time. So he spent the morning making mail runs, as he'd been told he was allowed to do them.

Sadly, that meant that by noon he was out of mail to deliver, and he was back inside, sorting items as they came in.

If the office itself had introduced any shenanigans, he hardly noticed. He was too busy eyeing the door with some small amount of woefulness.

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[wildandbrave]

When Cosette came by on her lunch break, she couldn't resist teasing Edward about the look on his face.

"If you're that disappointed to see me, monsieur," she said, looking far too mischievous to be mistaken as serious about it, "I can take my leave."

[doesnotkneel]

Edward perked up a second too late to be able to avoid that remark. "No, no," he said, "I was just missing the fair weather, I'll take a fair damsel gladly."

[wildandbrave]

To be fair, she'd been planning that opening line since she got close enough to the post office to peek in through the window.

"I thought you might get a bit restless, cooped up indoors," Cosette said sympathetically. "You haven't any deliveries to make right now?"

[doesnotkneel]

"I finished an hour ago," Edward said wryly. "I may have put a bit too much of a spring in my step..."

[wildandbrave]

"I doubt you can have too much of that, though I'm not surprised you've that much energy, nor that being inside in the quiet for so long doesn't suit you," Cosette said with a laugh. "Well, who's to say you can't take a few minutes to step outside every now and then, just to enjoy the outdoors? I shall have to see to it that people take care to send more mail on Thursdays from now on, to keep you amused."

Yes. Because that was absolutely in her power.

[doesnotkneel]

Edward let out a laugh, leaning forward on the counter.

"Ah, you're to start rapping on doors, then?" he said. "'Good sir, have you written your mother lately?' It could work."

[wildandbrave]

"If I must, yes," Cosette said with the kind of determined expression that said she really would if the situation was actually that dire. "As it won't do at all to have you looking that pitiful. In the meantime, though, I shall do my best to entertain you before I have to return to the library."

[doesnotkneel]

Luckily for her, then, the situation was not that dire at all. "Perhaps that will be enough to put a smile on my face," Edward agreed pensively. "We will have to see, of course, what manner of entertainment you have brought."

[wildandbrave]

Lucky everyone whose door she wasn't going to be knocking on, too.

"Am I to perform for you, then?" she teased. "But I hadn't prepared anything -- well, I suppose I could sing, if you like."

She actually meant that last part.

[doesnotkneel]

"You can sing?" Edward asked, raising an eyebrow.

He hadn't been aware of that, and wasn't sure if she was serious.

[wildandbrave]

"Oh!" Cosette realized she hadn't mentioned that before. "Yes, we learned music at the convent, and I play the piano as well. I don't know that I'm good enough to give a concert or the like, but I've been told I do well enough."

[doesnotkneel]

Edward grinned. "Well," he said, "This, I'd like to hear."

[wildandbrave]

Cosette laughed. "Well, in that case, I'm rather fond of this song," she said, and began to sing. She had a good voice, if not quite mature enough, and she did mangle the words a bit since she didn't actually know German, not to mention that her rhythm was a touch off due to lack of musical accompaniment, but she did in fact do well enough.

[doesnotkneel]

Mature enough or not, it made Edward blink, impressed. He hadn't heard that sort of thing before - not much greater than folk songs filtered their way into the taverns he'd frequented back home.

"All right, you weren't lying," he said, "Not that I thought you would, but that's a beautiful voice you have, Cosette."

[wildandbrave]

The nuns had never been much for compliments, and her father praised everything she did anyway, so Cosette wasn't really sure how to handle them; her cheeks flushed, and she smiled.

"Really? I'm glad you think so. I do have to admit I'm not actually sure what the song is about, only that I love the music."

[doesnotkneel]

"Can't even make out the language," Edward said apologetically.

He could just about read in his native tongue. Don't ask him to identify German.

"But it sounds like there's some sort of passion in it."

[wildandbrave]

"Oh, probably," Cosette agreed. "I do know that the opera is all about jealous lovers and betrayals oh I see what you did there Hugo. In any case, it's just as well you don't know, so you can't tell me whether I made a muddle of saying some of the words."