[She's happy with that answer. She doesn't want to investigate too much further into that; it's never easy to tell what he's thinking, and she'd rather take it at face value. Deep down, she can tell that that smile isn't telling the whole story. Maybe it'll even come out someday, but it seems so distant and obscure that it's not not even worth thinking about.
She nods and returns the smile. There's a slightly uneasy feeling in her stomach... A definite feeling that someone or something in this building disapproves of her. But she does her best to ignore it. To distract herself, she looks around the room, instead.]
So, guess you haven't had too much time to decorate in here or anything... How's it even work? Living here, I mean?
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She nods and returns the smile. There's a slightly uneasy feeling in her stomach... A definite feeling that someone or something in this building disapproves of her. But she does her best to ignore it. To distract herself, she looks around the room, instead.]
So, guess you haven't had too much time to decorate in here or anything... How's it even work? Living here, I mean?