[After a certain conversation at the bar, Nott's been waiting for a moment alone with Caleb that feels like a good time to bring up something that might be touchy. Unfortunately, no moment feels like that almost ever. She doesn't mind bringing up her own nonsense, not with Caleb, especially after he's made the efforts to make her feel like she can tell him anything, but... she doesn't like the thought of reminding him of something so personal to him. Something Beau essentially had to drag out of him, and she only learned by accessory.
Only it's probably on his mind anyway. He's like that, isn't he?
Finally, they're alone at the strange inn, and Molly's out doing... something. Whatever Molly does. The broken mirror has been quieter since they've learned to avoid it, and Nott has been keeping to herself, thinking about what to say as she plays with the rat she's seemed to have gotten working since their first day here. It squeaks a bit, piercing the silence, and climbs up her arm to nestle into her hair.]
Ouch! Watch where you're pulling!
[Even that is hissed in more of a whisper, but finally she looks over to Caleb. She reaches for his attention in a small voice.]
...Hey, uh, Caleb?
[She's been rehearsing this in her head, but every scenario she's considered has suddenly blanked in her mind the moment she addresses him. Perfect.]
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Only it's probably on his mind anyway. He's like that, isn't he?
Finally, they're alone at the strange inn, and Molly's out doing... something. Whatever Molly does. The broken mirror has been quieter since they've learned to avoid it, and Nott has been keeping to herself, thinking about what to say as she plays with the rat she's seemed to have gotten working since their first day here. It squeaks a bit, piercing the silence, and climbs up her arm to nestle into her hair.]
Ouch! Watch where you're pulling!
[Even that is hissed in more of a whisper, but finally she looks over to Caleb. She reaches for his attention in a small voice.]
...Hey, uh, Caleb?
[She's been rehearsing this in her head, but every scenario she's considered has suddenly blanked in her mind the moment she addresses him. Perfect.]