[Watching him dress himself down, Lenalee rolls a frown about her face and consideration about her head, until the warmth sticking her clothes to her back and common sense have her unzipping her rain slicker.
She very pointedly does not move from where she stands while she does so.]
I'm afraid I can't go by the advice of strangers.
[Petty, she thinks, turns with her smile fading back to pursed lips, and begins to follow the dull hum of a crowd and happy chatter.]
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She very pointedly does not move from where she stands while she does so.]
I'm afraid I can't go by the advice of strangers.
[Petty, she thinks, turns with her smile fading back to pursed lips, and begins to follow the dull hum of a crowd and happy chatter.]