[She's a bit surprised, turning with one brow raised.]
Aren't you accommodating. [He didn't have to drag it over like that. Now she doesn't have much of a choice, not without being an ass. After he scooped her up and hauled her to safety too.
Camille smooths her sweater and takes the seat, looking up at him with some small hesitation.]
Thanks. For the chair, and for the...bee rescue.
[She claps her hands together and looks around, appraising the joint.]
[He won't leave Camille sitting by herself at least, because he knows it feels uncomfortable to be the only one Sitting, so he'll drag a chair over too -- though he sits with his arms slung over the back.]
We should be good as long as we don't eat any porridge.
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Aren't you accommodating. [He didn't have to drag it over like that. Now she doesn't have much of a choice, not without being an ass. After he scooped her up and hauled her to safety too.
Camille smooths her sweater and takes the seat, looking up at him with some small hesitation.]
Thanks. For the chair, and for the...bee rescue.
[She claps her hands together and looks around, appraising the joint.]
Are we gonna be in a Goldilocks situation?
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We should be good as long as we don't eat any porridge.
[his lips quirk up a little]
But I won't stop ya if you wanna take a nap.