[(She would be surprised. He smiles so much. People must like him. They must invite him to their homes. He must know how to conduct himself there.)]
I shall temper my expectations.
[She is silent when she follows, and she hopes that it seems to be just because she is a silent woman. Instead, the farther she goes away from the adrenaline and need to focus... the more it sinks in. How exhausted she is. How much pain she is in. How stiff some of her limbs have become. It takes most of her effort not to limp.
Thankfully, he's on the ground floor. She gives his dwelling a cautionary look, the same as she would check any place for potential traps or enemies, but... it's just an apartment. She wants to lay down, but she won't before her host. Instead, she finds a way to try and pretend she isn't leaning some of her weight against the wall.]
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I shall temper my expectations.
[She is silent when she follows, and she hopes that it seems to be just because she is a silent woman. Instead, the farther she goes away from the adrenaline and need to focus... the more it sinks in. How exhausted she is. How much pain she is in. How stiff some of her limbs have become. It takes most of her effort not to limp.
Thankfully, he's on the ground floor. She gives his dwelling a cautionary look, the same as she would check any place for potential traps or enemies, but... it's just an apartment. She wants to lay down, but she won't before her host. Instead, she finds a way to try and pretend she isn't leaning some of her weight against the wall.]
- I will take a cup.
[...]
Thank you.