[ She takes in Miles, she takes in his urgency and - that is all she needs to know. A lot of people she will question, double check and later, she might. She might ask a lot of question but when Miles asks? She doesn't hesitate. Even when he speaks to a few of them at once, that's enough, she goes to collect her gear, pulling on her belts, her scarf, the blackwater tucked back underneath them. The sword that sits heavy on her side and comfortably so.
When she turns back and finds him there - she's busily tying her forearm braces, looking up to him briefly. ]
Tell me what you need.
[ She yanks the laces hard, holding it up to her mouth to catch the string with her teeth, focusing on him in the movements even so. ]
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When she turns back and finds him there - she's busily tying her forearm braces, looking up to him briefly. ]
Tell me what you need.
[ She yanks the laces hard, holding it up to her mouth to catch the string with her teeth, focusing on him in the movements even so. ]