"Yeah. We're closing in like an hour and a half anyway and there's more staff than customers. Don't think they'll need me around."
She takes both the mugs in one hand, hooking her fingers around the handles and lifting them idly with a clink.
They're both fakers, really. Perhaps him moreso than her. But anyone who's lived through the kinds of things they had just discussed needs to do a certain amount of bluffing to make it through the day. ... Or at least through conversations like these. Heather's own fear is still evident as well, but there's also a kind of calm.
She throws him a crooked grin more reminiscent of her usual.
"If you don't mind waiting around a few minutes, I'll walk back with ya."
She assumes that's where he's headed, anyway. Not like there's many places to go on a cold snowy night like this. At least not in quiet little Ecruteak.
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She takes both the mugs in one hand, hooking her fingers around the handles and lifting them idly with a clink.
They're both fakers, really. Perhaps him moreso than her. But anyone who's lived through the kinds of things they had just discussed needs to do a certain amount of bluffing to make it through the day. ... Or at least through conversations like these. Heather's own fear is still evident as well, but there's also a kind of calm.
She throws him a crooked grin more reminiscent of her usual.
"If you don't mind waiting around a few minutes, I'll walk back with ya."
She assumes that's where he's headed, anyway. Not like there's many places to go on a cold snowy night like this. At least not in quiet little Ecruteak.