Cibo couldn't understand why his nervousness returned. She was fully clothed and they had just had a fairly normal conversation up until that point. What could have possibly caused it?
The room was dark when she opened the door, but only for the few seconds it took her to reach for the light. Right off the bat, her bed looked lonely - it hadn't really been used since her arrival other than a place to sit. The electrical prod and cables of her inventory are set on the blankets near the foot of it, her regular clothes sprawled out just beside them.
She hadn't move too far in; waiting for Murphy to follow before she went any further.
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Cibo couldn't understand why his nervousness returned. She was fully clothed and they had just had a fairly normal conversation up until that point. What could have possibly caused it?
The room was dark when she opened the door, but only for the few seconds it took her to reach for the light. Right off the bat, her bed looked lonely - it hadn't really been used since her arrival other than a place to sit. The electrical prod and cables of her inventory are set on the blankets near the foot of it, her regular clothes sprawled out just beside them.
She hadn't move too far in; waiting for Murphy to follow before she went any further.
"Coming?"