Danny

[drfeelbad]

This was exceptionally stupid, but when Danny left again House kind of missed him.

No, he told himself, he missed having someone cook eggs and tidy up. Insisted to himself, really. Because obviously House was not lonely.

He did, however, actually smile when there was a knock at the door and Danny was on the other side.

"Well," he said. "That took you long enough."

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[london_spy]

Danny glanced back with a smile, nodding a little.

"I suppose we did," he agreed.

[drfeelbad]

"It can get rather slow around here," House said. "I go to people when I'm needed... beyond that I spent time tinkering and experimenting, and making remedies."

[london_spy]

"You could open an apothecary," Danny said.

[drfeelbad]

"That sounds like a lot of work," House said, as he managed to find a couple of wine goblets in the back of a cabinet.

[london_spy]

Danny shrugged, not expecting anyone to take his suggestions seriously.

[drfeelbad]

"Besides, I'm doing fine," said House. "I'm more interested in what you want to do."

[london_spy]

"Why?" Danny asked. "Sorry, that sounds... I didn't mean it to sound like I'm not touched you give a damn. I am. I just... I dunno. I don't have a plan."

[drfeelbad]

"No one ever does until they do," said House. He poured the wine, and handed one of the goblets to Danny.

Then - "Fuck. I sound like my father. I'm not saying there's something you have to be doing, just that... you could if you wanted to."

[london_spy]

"Hard to hold down a job when you're a wanted man," Danny said.

[drfeelbad]

"I mean I didn't say it had to be a job," House said. "I wondered what you want to do. Hell, maybe you want to paint or write poetry or build chairs or something."

[london_spy]

"What if I don't want to do anything yet? What if I just want to rest?" Danny asked.

[drfeelbad]

House shrugged. "Sure. But you'll get bored eventually. Is the chicken done?"

[london_spy]

"I think so," Danny said, not commenting on the boredom. He'd happily be bored right now.

He plated everything up and set it on the table.

[drfeelbad]

Harry set the cake aside for now, and sat down with the wine. "This is, um, nice," he said.

[london_spy]

"Yeah," Danny said. "I never- Um... I guess when I was younger, I never bothered making meals for myself. I'd just eat what I could get. Alex liked sitting to eat though, so... I learned to cook a bit from him. Now it's just a thing I do for myself when I can. ...And for you, when I can."

[drfeelbad]

"Sometimes I forget to eat," House confessed. "I just get wrapped up in my work."

He took a bite, looking pleased as he chewed.

[london_spy]

"What sort of work do you do the most?" Danny asked, genuinely interested in how Greg spent his time.

[drfeelbad]

"I spend a lot of time in the workshop," House said. "Tinkering with potions and salves and elixirs... occasionally inventions. I do more of that than working on people directly. Saves more people in the long run."

[london_spy]

"What sort of things have you invented?" Danny asked, pausing to eat a bite of chicken. "Anything I'd know?"

[drfeelbad]

House thought for a moment and then asked, "Have you seen the Kingsguard with an artificial hand? Dragon took it. Anyway. I made the hand. Clockwork and enchantments."

[london_spy]

"I haven't, but it sounds impressive," Danny replied.

[drfeelbad]

"One of the coolest things I've made," House said, looking slightly pleased with himself. "I did a lot more inventing when I was working for the king. I don't make weapons anymore. Armor occasionally though."

[london_spy]

"What do you craft armor for? I mean, you don't want to work for the king, and I'd guess it's his men you suit up..." Danny replied.

[drfeelbad]

"Kingsguard aren't the only ones who need protection," House said. "I have a few things that are sort of like... armor on demand. I could make some for you."

[london_spy]

"You'd have to explain it to me, or show me. ...And honestly, Greg, I don't think I could afford something like that," Danny said honestly.