...even so, on a whim, Giles fishes around in his pockets. He pulls out the watch, holds it tightly for a second or so, focusing all his energy on it...and then he sets it on the bedside table. And, even if the thing itself is shimmering and indistinct and ghostly as he is, there's the faintest of "clunks" when he sets it on the smooth wood of the tabletop. And the sound of ticking can still be heard as the much battered, much loved watch continues to count away the seconds.]
...well. That's, um, f-fascinating. [And, when it comes right down to it, reassuring.
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...even so, on a whim, Giles fishes around in his pockets. He pulls out the watch, holds it tightly for a second or so, focusing all his energy on it...and then he sets it on the bedside table. And, even if the thing itself is shimmering and indistinct and ghostly as he is, there's the faintest of "clunks" when he sets it on the smooth wood of the tabletop. And the sound of ticking can still be heard as the much battered, much loved watch continues to count away the seconds.]
...well. That's, um, f-fascinating. [And, when it comes right down to it, reassuring.
Now it's something of Giles' home, too.]