He relaxes a little when she doesn't get upset, and then wonders immediately if she's hiding it. For once, though, it's not anxiety over whether or not she's upset with him. It's anxiety over the prospect of her being upset and alone with the feelings.
"Right." He looks down at the file in his hands, frowning at it, then looks at her again. "Where's your cabin?"
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Date: 2024-06-13 04:24 am (UTC)"Right." He looks down at the file in his hands, frowning at it, then looks at her again. "Where's your cabin?"