[He lets her hand go when she pulls it away, his smile not faltering even as he gives her some space.]
Yeah. Consider it your home too, for as long as you need it.
[Though it does raise the question, once again, of where she can rest, and he doesn't think her standing in a corner like before is acceptable if she's sick. He'd offer her his bed, but she'll probably worry about breaking it, like she did back at the dance. So then...]
Hang on, I have an idea.
[He goes to disappear into his room. If she bothers to peek inside (which she might, it sounds like there's a lot of rustling and a loud thud of something being moved to the floor) she'll see him dismantling his bed to pull out the mattress, turning it on its side to drag it into the lounge.]
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Yeah. Consider it your home too, for as long as you need it.
[Though it does raise the question, once again, of where she can rest, and he doesn't think her standing in a corner like before is acceptable if she's sick. He'd offer her his bed, but she'll probably worry about breaking it, like she did back at the dance. So then...]
Hang on, I have an idea.
[He goes to disappear into his room. If she bothers to peek inside (which she might, it sounds like there's a lot of rustling and a loud thud of something being moved to the floor) she'll see him dismantling his bed to pull out the mattress, turning it on its side to drag it into the lounge.]