[[Emmy had frozen when she saw Archer waiting for them outside the ballroom, her free hand instinctively moving to clutch Kimblee's arm lightly. She's not afraid, per say; more cautious. This doesn't look good; Archer looks furious.]]
I....well, if you're sure you'll be alright...I'll wait inside for you.
[[She squeezes his arm lightly before releasing it, turning gracefully and heading calmly back towards the door, shoulders tense. Once back inside and out of view, however, she picks up the hem of her dress and rushes towards the closest window; whatever the hell happens out there, she wants to be able to see it.]]
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I....well, if you're sure you'll be alright...I'll wait inside for you.
[[She squeezes his arm lightly before releasing it, turning gracefully and heading calmly back towards the door, shoulders tense. Once back inside and out of view, however, she picks up the hem of her dress and rushes towards the closest window; whatever the hell happens out there, she wants to be able to see it.]]