Her stance relaxes the moment he releases her wrist, and she brings her hand back to herself, taking a moment to tenderly rub over the joint. Right. Okay. Map-reading time. She's never been one to turn down someone in need!
"Let's see..." Her eyes lift up to his face, then back to the map he holds. Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she leans in to inspect the parchment. A moment passes, and she looks to either side of her-- rather, at the prominent buildings that line the street-- before returning her attention back to the map.
"The tattoo parlor is right over here...," she begins, quiet, then offers a smile as she explains. "So that means we're right at these crossroads." Rem taps the map once, then straightens. "Is there some place you're trying to go, sir?"
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"Let's see..." Her eyes lift up to his face, then back to the map he holds. Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she leans in to inspect the parchment. A moment passes, and she looks to either side of her-- rather, at the prominent buildings that line the street-- before returning her attention back to the map.
"The tattoo parlor is right over here...," she begins, quiet, then offers a smile as she explains. "So that means we're right at these crossroads." Rem taps the map once, then straightens. "Is there some place you're trying to go, sir?"