She waves his worry away with a small gesture. "It's no trouble. You keep your bed and I'll search out my room. But, maybe we can continue this talk soon? I should find my feet and try to make those Charter books for you." However that works.
She stands, taking her sword and bandolier, attaching them both with a small amount of effort. She's a little concerned about what her room might look like, but there isn't anything to be done about it. If it is too unnerving, a hammock is not the worst place she's ever slept.
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Date: 2020-06-22 03:22 am (UTC)She stands, taking her sword and bandolier, attaching them both with a small amount of effort. She's a little concerned about what her room might look like, but there isn't anything to be done about it. If it is too unnerving, a hammock is not the worst place she's ever slept.