[ Nell leans forward out of the lazy recline against the wall, both hands around her cup as she follows the girl's gesture up. She's surprised to see Flint, that much is obvious. This isn't at all what she'd thought that message meant--though for a moment she squints, and wonders--but it's every bit as intriguing.
She finishes the wine in her mug and leaves it on the table as she rises, making her way up the stairs. She doesn't wait for further invitation before taking a seat across from Flint. ]
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She finishes the wine in her mug and leaves it on the table as she rises, making her way up the stairs. She doesn't wait for further invitation before taking a seat across from Flint. ]
Evening.