“You don’t have to.”
“I want to. Just… later.”
Fair.
“I’m getting the feeling I’m in the way,” Charlotte spoke up, “Is there any place I can go to get out of your hair?”
Um… upstairs, check out Skitter’s office? Although maybe it’d be better for Taylor and Grue to go up there.
“Kitchen, if you’re hungry, or-” I stopped as she practically lit up at the suggestion. I pointed at the kitchen, “Go. Take whatever, enjoy.”
Hehe. Yeah, I suppose the Merchants wouldn’t be the most generous with their food.
It was gratifying to see her glee as she started rifling through the cabinets to find piles of stuff ranging from treats to dry pasta to cases of soda.
WHEE! 😀
Grue and I migrated to the empty room that had held the supply crates, where we were able to see Charlotte but not necessarily in earshot.
Neat.
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