Calm down. It's just Steve. Your friend, remember?
"Oh. Christmas. Right." The last few days had been a blur. She isn't fully sure she's slept. But if he's here, she can't turn him away. It's not safe out there.
"Come in. Quickly." She steps aside and ushers him in. All the furniture has been pushed to form a barrier in front of the door, except for the bed, which is in the far corner of the room. Her rapier is laying unsheathed on the desk and more than a dozen daggers hang from her person. Every move is skittish, unpredictable. It's quite obvious that she's not fine.
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"Oh. Christmas. Right." The last few days had been a blur. She isn't fully sure she's slept. But if he's here, she can't turn him away. It's not safe out there.
"Come in. Quickly." She steps aside and ushers him in. All the furniture has been pushed to form a barrier in front of the door, except for the bed, which is in the far corner of the room. Her rapier is laying unsheathed on the desk and more than a dozen daggers hang from her person. Every move is skittish, unpredictable. It's quite obvious that she's not fine.