The firelight and the endless reflections of that instruction blur oddly in her mind, but she understands the tone of his voice without needing to properly hear it. She stares into those reflections a moment longer before she turns away, wordless, to get the box.
Which turns out to be slightly less simple than she'd anticipated. Picking up the box is fine, but the locals are getting restless and her path to the door isn't as clear as she'd like. "Remy," she says, loud and brief. "Problem."
She will get past these. She's just letting him know.
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Which turns out to be slightly less simple than she'd anticipated. Picking up the box is fine, but the locals are getting restless and her path to the door isn't as clear as she'd like. "Remy," she says, loud and brief. "Problem."
She will get past these. She's just letting him know.