[...oh. Kaede unfroze from her spot at the door to venture in, and tugged the Witch after her before letting go, in case Ursula noticed the warm and jittery feeling that kind of invitation put in her chest. The Chimera didn't pay much mind to the books on her desk, making for the couch instead.
The books were mostly on gardening subjects--one had a scrap of paper stuck in the chapter about lilies. Another book was about caring for birds--still open, in fact, to a section on molting feathers. Kaede hadn't exactly been expecting visitors.]
There are other rooms you could stay in.
[In the time it took to let go of Ursula's wrist and walk to the couch, though, Kaede had felt agitated thoughts return to her. What was she doing, letting someone into her house, in her room? She should--
The Chimera shook her antlered head, and resisted the urge to just double back across the room to latch onto Ursula again.]
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The books were mostly on gardening subjects--one had a scrap of paper stuck in the chapter about lilies. Another book was about caring for birds--still open, in fact, to a section on molting feathers. Kaede hadn't exactly been expecting visitors.]
There are other rooms you could stay in.
[In the time it took to let go of Ursula's wrist and walk to the couch, though, Kaede had felt agitated thoughts return to her. What was she doing, letting someone into her house, in her room? She should--
The Chimera shook her antlered head, and resisted the urge to just double back across the room to latch onto Ursula again.]