[He stands for a moment, still watching her, and waits to see whether she might try to leave or if he should tell her to. He didn't know what to do, even if his instincts tell him to shut her out, along with the weakness lingering in his heart that she had put there.
He moves towards the door leading to the hall, her room just beyond it, and waits for her to follow him.]
I imagine you'll be wanting to go back to your room to get dressed.
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He moves towards the door leading to the hall, her room just beyond it, and waits for her to follow him.]
I imagine you'll be wanting to go back to your room to get dressed.