She gives him a tentative nod at his offer, still big-eyed and a little uncertain, but warming up. Like he threw her off a little with his questions about her clothes, but now that he's back to offering to help her with all that genuine chivalry and helpfulness, she's all kinds of touched, and maybe even a little hopeful. A smile flicks over her face.
"It's awfully kind of you to offer." She's a little steadier when she speaks, emboldened by his support. "You're-- You're sure? I don't want to be a burden to you--but I'm so grateful to, for your help, I don't know-- I don't know where to start."
She reaches out a hand for him, either to take hold of, or to offer his arm to her to take. If he offers the arm with the bag? So much the better. The question now is, how long to play this out? He's going to notice the axe if she gets close to him, but she can explain that one. What she really wants to know if what's in the bag is worth taking off of him now.
"You didn't wake up with anything? Well--your clothes," and she looks away, quickly, any blush hidden by the dirt on her face. Can a blush be a tone of voice? For her it is. "Obviously. And your bag. That's it?"
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"It's awfully kind of you to offer." She's a little steadier when she speaks, emboldened by his support. "You're-- You're sure? I don't want to be a burden to you--but I'm so grateful to, for your help, I don't know-- I don't know where to start."
She reaches out a hand for him, either to take hold of, or to offer his arm to her to take. If he offers the arm with the bag? So much the better. The question now is, how long to play this out? He's going to notice the axe if she gets close to him, but she can explain that one. What she really wants to know if what's in the bag is worth taking off of him now.
"You didn't wake up with anything? Well--your clothes," and she looks away, quickly, any blush hidden by the dirt on her face. Can a blush be a tone of voice? For her it is. "Obviously. And your bag. That's it?"