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Nice. +”anks, Milady. *tries on the coat and almost bows out of respect, but catches himself before he does so.*
S’goodr thatr Itr fIts. Havve Iou eatten Ietr?
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Sure. Go+ a coa+ or some+”ing? Pre++y cold “ere.
Iep! *She uncaptchalogues a black trenchcoat that she’d noticed lying around in her sylladex the other day* ThIs’ll kkeep Iou warrm. *Hands it to him*
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“mm? U” yea”. I know I “aven’+ been “ere in over a sweep bu+ s+ill…I don’+ +”ink I’d c”ange +”a+ muc” on clo+”ing sizes. *flashes the other a lop sided smile in embarrassment while scratching the back of his neck. Damn those sweets and calories*
*You grin back at him, feeling sorry for having put him in this predicament.* Want to borrow somethIng? I have morre clothes. TheI shouldr fItr Iou.
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*Too busy rummaging through piles of clothing. He’s got on an old pair of jeans but still looking for a shirt to fit him that wasn’t too snug against. Bluh, just another reminder to watch his sweet tooth. His bare back is facing her, still unaware.*
*She leans against the door after having entered when he didn’t respond, giggling inwardly at the sight of him struggling to find a shirt that would fit. Catching sight of his new scars on display, she glares at them as if that might make them go away. No such luck. Ah well, at least he still seemed able to move around well enough* NothIng fIts?
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As you wis”. *heads off to his old room, hoping to find a clean change of clothing that fit. Everything is still pretty clean and put away with a tiny layer of dust on some objects. Now to change.*
*Arriving in the bath room, she carefully sets her bag off to the side along with a change of clothes, before quickly stripping and diving straight into the water. She takes a little while to enjoy the feel of the warmed water and relax before giving herself a thorough scrubbing. After drying off she changes into more comfortable attire; a pair of jeans, a deceivingly warm tank, and a pair of boots. Hoping she hadn’t kept him too long , she decided to look to see if he was in his room.* NautIz. *She knocked on the door* Iou therre?
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“mmmmm. +rue +rue. I’ll call you for +”e nex+ drink +”en. *chuckles at her choice of expression. He definitely missed the younger troll’s presence and companionship.*
Oh dammItr. I’m beIng rrude. *She moves out of the way, gesturing for him to move further in where it was warmer.* Makke Iourrself atr home. *Suddenly remembering just exactly how covered in dirt she currently was, she excuses herself.* Needr to shower. *Slightly embarassed, she notices the the neat brown dusting she’d left on him as well* Oops. SorrI boutr thatr. You gotr stuff herre. StIll I mean. If Iou wanna change. *She skips off, eager to be quickly clean so that she doesn’t leave Nautiz waiting for too long. “Feel frree to rroam!” she calls back to him, leaving him to do as he pleased for the time being.*
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You caug”+ me. I forgo+ your nose was as good as Arlula’s a+ +”is range. S”ould I s”ower i+ off so +”e smell doesn’+ offend you?
No, It’s fIne. *She gives him a small sad smile, guessing that something must have upset him recently for him to have drank that much. Pushing the thought aside though, she gives him a crazy grin.* Shouldl’ve toldr me. No fun drrInkkIng alone.
