Rezo waits patiently for her to pull herself together, and lets her lead him by the hand.
It’s not as if anyone’s likely to pay them any attention. Or, if they do, they’re not going to think anything of Lioriley helping a blind, exhausted man get about. Especially when it’s such a short trip to his cabin from the transgate; as soon as they enter the next carriage, his room is behind the second door on their right.
Rezo slips his hand out of Lioriley’s then, and pulls the lanyard holding his ticket out from under his hoodie. He swipes it against the name screen by the door, and the door slides open with a soft sound.
Bed beckons, but Rezo finds himself standing around like a lummox instead. He should say… something?
He clears his throat. “Well,” he says, “Goodnight.”
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Rezo waits patiently for her to pull herself together, and lets her lead him by the hand.
It’s not as if anyone’s likely to pay them any attention. Or, if they do, they’re not going to think anything of Lioriley helping a blind, exhausted man get about. Especially when it’s such a short trip to his cabin from the transgate; as soon as they enter the next carriage, his room is behind the second door on their right.
Rezo slips his hand out of Lioriley’s then, and pulls the lanyard holding his ticket out from under his hoodie. He swipes it against the name screen by the door, and the door slides open with a soft sound.
Bed beckons, but Rezo finds himself standing around like a lummox instead. He should say… something?
He clears his throat. “Well,” he says, “Goodnight.”