[That had been her last one, and she is indeed ready to go. Benedikta was never the type to sit still for long, always restless, and even more so with him here with her.
And staring at her that way.
So, she's already getting to her feet, not caring enough to bring her basket with her. Someone else will come pick it up, surely.
Catching the toothpick between her teeth, she glances about, noting how the crowd has grown thicker since they got here, now that the sun has fully set.]
And where might we be walking to? It's already gotten more packed.
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And staring at her that way.
So, she's already getting to her feet, not caring enough to bring her basket with her. Someone else will come pick it up, surely.
Catching the toothpick between her teeth, she glances about, noting how the crowd has grown thicker since they got here, now that the sun has fully set.]
And where might we be walking to? It's already gotten more packed.