[The way that the woman's eyes stare at Alhaitham is not lost on her, and Benedikta's own dart between him and the woman...
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...before she puts herself in between them with a very deliberate sidestep. The woman's eyes narrow at her, but whatever answer Alhaitham has given seems to work because the door opens wider, and she moves aside to let them in, Benedikta going first. And even as they enter, she'll keep herself in between.
The entrance, despite boasting large windows above the door, is dark and dreary, old mahogany and dark purple velvets lining every wall.
"What about his work are you interested in?" She addresses Alhaitham, and not Benedikta, but she clears her throat to answer anyway.]
We've heard much about his... creations. [A subtle glance to her.] We would like to know more about it, and perhaps have an offer to make.
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...before she puts herself in between them with a very deliberate sidestep. The woman's eyes narrow at her, but whatever answer Alhaitham has given seems to work because the door opens wider, and she moves aside to let them in, Benedikta going first. And even as they enter, she'll keep herself in between.
The entrance, despite boasting large windows above the door, is dark and dreary, old mahogany and dark purple velvets lining every wall.
"What about his work are you interested in?" She addresses Alhaitham, and not Benedikta, but she clears her throat to answer anyway.]
We've heard much about his... creations. [A subtle glance to her.] We would like to know more about it, and perhaps have an offer to make.