[It only takes a minute or two for her to get her equilibrium back, and only a brief wipe at her eyes with a single finger before she's smiling again and is willing to let go. She doesn't want him to worry, either, after all. It's all all right, if a little strange.]
I'm okay.
[And she beams at him.]
Which rooms are which?
[Because she doesn't want to go wandering into the wrong place, after all.]
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I'm okay.
[And she beams at him.]
Which rooms are which?
[Because she doesn't want to go wandering into the wrong place, after all.]