For the road. [ yeah, there will be a quick fridge raid. first, he hovers, taking her arm to help her up, whether or not she needs it. ] Lemme know if you need any help.
[ She lets him help her up — it's too late to be stubborn and ungrateful now — but changing is tricky and she'd rather not risk things becoming awkward again. So she just assures him she'll manage and that she'll be back shortly.
It takes a bit longer than five minutes though. She doesn't hurt too badly, but she is throwing some clothes into a backpack, and she's had to dig through her closet for her older gear. One battered suit's better than nothing. Hopefully she won't have to use it. She also packs a book and a sketchpad, because of course she does. ]
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Thanks. Yeah, give me five minutes. I got some snacks in the fridge if you want 'em, since I interrupted your shopping.
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It takes a bit longer than five minutes though. She doesn't hurt too badly, but she is throwing some clothes into a backpack, and she's had to dig through her closet for her older gear. One battered suit's better than nothing. Hopefully she won't have to use it. She also packs a book and a sketchpad, because of course she does. ]