Right. Partying. [Something about the flatness of her voice should tell him all he needs to know. Partying. Of course that's what she'd do.
She's very tempted to just step over him and go to bed, but if he's out here, then he has a reason for being here. With a sigh, she sets her fan aside and takes a seat on the edge of his mattress. Might as well talk in the hall. It's quiet.]
I'm assuming you know about the draft, then? [No use asking him when he got back; it would have been pretty recently and she knows him well enough to know that he'd be poking through the journals right away.] Which is probably what you're here to talk about. Unless, of course, the Malnosso actually dropped you off on a mattress in front of my door. If that's the case, they're a few hours late.
[Pause and she summons up a shadow of a teasing smirk.] No big bows or wrapping paper, either. I'm disappointed.
[Action, August 24]
She's very tempted to just step over him and go to bed, but if he's out here, then he has a reason for being here. With a sigh, she sets her fan aside and takes a seat on the edge of his mattress. Might as well talk in the hall. It's quiet.]
I'm assuming you know about the draft, then? [No use asking him when he got back; it would have been pretty recently and she knows him well enough to know that he'd be poking through the journals right away.] Which is probably what you're here to talk about. Unless, of course, the Malnosso actually dropped you off on a mattress in front of my door. If that's the case, they're a few hours late.
[Pause and she summons up a shadow of a teasing smirk.] No big bows or wrapping paper, either. I'm disappointed.