[It takes her stare a good twenty seconds to resolve itself. How had she missed this? The two weeks he spent skulking about and fleeing in terror notwithstanding, of course.]
We'll solve it. [No one is around to hear how uncharacteristically gentle her voice is.] Come on, the clothing shop is first.
[Mytho]
We'll solve it. [No one is around to hear how uncharacteristically gentle her voice is.] Come on, the clothing shop is first.