[She does, that alert and wary expression as she regards the areas that they go through, peripheral vision always on him, as if he could still poof away in any moment. It could be a trap. She's just been through a pretty elaborate one anyway, so she wouldn't put it past anyone, but maybe, just maybe, there is a part of her that doesn't want to believe it.
Not that any of this makes any sense.
But, she's also come to expect a certain amount of malarkey in her life now. Her gaze sweeps the room, posture slightly awkward, and forehead furrowing at the third bed. He verbalizes before she can even comment, as the two are fairly obvious as to who they belong to. She's familiar with the armour suits.]
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Not that any of this makes any sense.
But, she's also come to expect a certain amount of malarkey in her life now. Her gaze sweeps the room, posture slightly awkward, and forehead furrowing at the third bed. He verbalizes before she can even comment, as the two are fairly obvious as to who they belong to. She's familiar with the armour suits.]
And that's just normal?