she wouldn't ask, either way. his wounds were his business: as long as they were healed, that's all that mattered.]
Luck is something no one can particularly claim to have much of here, in any case. [her expression doesn't change, but there is a lighter note to her tone.
at that, though, she also turns around, following his gaze briefly to take another look at the interiors that she's come to know quite well, despite their blank and unpolished states that still left much to desire.]
There isn't any pressing rush, I'm sure we'll finish it someday.
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she wouldn't ask, either way. his wounds were his business: as long as they were healed, that's all that mattered.]
Luck is something no one can particularly claim to have much of here, in any case. [her expression doesn't change, but there is a lighter note to her tone.
at that, though, she also turns around, following his gaze briefly to take another look at the interiors that she's come to know quite well, despite their blank and unpolished states that still left much to desire.]
There isn't any pressing rush, I'm sure we'll finish it someday.
[...]