[There's someone waiting up for L when he gets home that night--at midnight or in the small hours after. Though "up" might be generous when a certain moon-shaggy Faun has fallen asleep on the doorstep of the detective's cottage, sagging against the door with a woven crown of flowers in his mussed hair. Whatever Myr'd been doing, it wasn't quite distracting enough to keep him from returning home to wait on his Witch... but it was, apparently, quite tiring.]
may, night of the full moons (or early morning after)