[ childishly, river sticks out her tongue as sylvain wraps the coat over her shoulders, but then she tugs it further closed and gives him a smile as she curtsies politely and takes his arm. she always did love these sorts of games, and if she weren't already endeared to him, his dismissal of the mess would do it. she's used to being properly chastised for her fussing, but no militia ever did her any favors and it is their fault they dragged her here against her will, besides.
so river cocks her head to the side, sneaks one foot beneath a shirt laying on the ground, and flings it away to join another pile of discarded clothing. satisfied, she nods her head and looks to sylvain with a bright grin. ]
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so river cocks her head to the side, sneaks one foot beneath a shirt laying on the ground, and flings it away to join another pile of discarded clothing. satisfied, she nods her head and looks to sylvain with a bright grin. ]
Okay, now I'm ready. Xièxiè.