Don't-- [she starts to snap at him, recoiling like a fussy animal. only when she sees what he's up to does she still, chewing on her lip, eyes wincing.
door opening successful, she ducks her head back down, tilting it so she can barely see him sidelong.
mumbled:] ...Thanks... Good night, David. Go tend to your things.
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door opening successful, she ducks her head back down, tilting it so she can barely see him sidelong.
mumbled:] ...Thanks... Good night, David. Go tend to your things.