[ Watching him curiously, she washes herself with the fragrant soap-- and paired with the hot water, she's fully relaxed against the basin's edge when the time comes to wash her face and hair. Her glasses are carefully set aside so that she may dunk her head. Upon surfacing, she pushes her lengthy hair back off her face. ]
I'm sorry, you don't have to wait on my accord... It's my fault you had a hasty breakfast, after all.
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I'm sorry, you don't have to wait on my accord... It's my fault you had a hasty breakfast, after all.