[She watches him head towards the door, eyes on his back. She huffs. She can only assume he got the point? Maybe? "I see" isn't exactly a confirmation.]
Geez...
[But she follows him out, grabbing her keys and sunglasses for the ride over.]
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[The ride in her car is a short one, which Elle is grateful for. She can't seem to find anything to fill in the silence, and despite her easy-going nature, the innate anti-social part of her is rearing its ugly head, and she struggles to find something to talk about. She's not very good with idle chatter, not if she's uncertain if the other party is interested or not. She wants to say that Corvus is decidedly not. She doesn't even know what station to put her music on.]
Here we are. [-she says, finally, as they pull into the parking lot. The storefront is large and fairly nice -- sure, not as expensive as what James' is used to wearing (she can't afford that, sigh), but it's nothing to scoff at. She has a few extra pounds to spend, courtesy of her family sending over a bit of extra income as a holiday present.
(She's not going to tell them that she's decided to spend it on buying clothes for an alien living in her flat with her, however. She can.... leave that part out.)]
Everyone out of the car. [She offers, an attempt at sounding light-hearted, even though it's only the two of them.]
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Geez...
[But she follows him out, grabbing her keys and sunglasses for the ride over.]
[The ride in her car is a short one, which Elle is grateful for. She can't seem to find anything to fill in the silence, and despite her easy-going nature, the innate anti-social part of her is rearing its ugly head, and she struggles to find something to talk about. She's not very good with idle chatter, not if she's uncertain if the other party is interested or not. She wants to say that Corvus is decidedly not. She doesn't even know what station to put her music on.]
Here we are. [-she says, finally, as they pull into the parking lot. The storefront is large and fairly nice -- sure, not as expensive as what James' is used to wearing (she can't afford that, sigh), but it's nothing to scoff at. She has a few extra pounds to spend, courtesy of her family sending over a bit of extra income as a holiday present.
(She's not going to tell them that she's decided to spend it on buying clothes for an alien living in her flat with her, however. She can.... leave that part out.)]
Everyone out of the car. [She offers, an attempt at sounding light-hearted, even though it's only the two of them.]