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[ Looking back into her flat, she seems to take it in one last time before nodding confidently. Closing the door behind them, she locks it before pocketing the key. ]

Perhaps I'll offer the rest to whomever we hire to deliver the bed.

Maybe they will accept that as payment.

[ Probably not, but wishful thinking and all that. Satisfied that they've concluded, William mounts his horse, waiting for Grell to do the same before leading them back towards his own home. ]

[ Grell rides beside him, or behind the cargo when she must. Once back at William's home - or theirs, now, she'd suppose - she manages to dismount securely, giving her horse an appreciative pet along its side. To the poor horse that pulled all of her goods, though, she runs a hand down its snout - and once more confident that he wont bite her, rests her temple at its forehead in something of a hug. ]

Sorry to put you through that.

[ The attention that she gives the horses is quite endearing, and makes him realise he hasn't given them nearly as much, himself. ]

Help me to bring in the trunk and I will take care of the books. I want you to drink something, at the very least.

[ That has her frown, as she couldn't take advantage of him in that way, knowing she was perfectly fine. ]

I'm well enough to carry a few books, Will, I assure you... I can drink something in between, if I must.

And you're one to call me stubborn.

[ But he gives in, allowing her to help with the books as well as the trunk.

With everything set down in, what is now, Grell's room, William takes his own seat in the living area with a drink. ]

[ Somehow, that only makes her smile.

Once seated beside him on the sofa, Grell sets down her drink in favour of shrugging off her coat. Cup back in hand, she leans back into the cushioning with an overly content hum. Turning her head toward him to rest along its back, she chuckles a bit. ]

I might be a little excited.

How so?

[ It's fairly obvious what, but he's curious if she'll elaborate. ]

[ Seeing that he'll humour her, her eyes warm. ]

I've never lived with someone I enjoy being around before. [ The redhead glances away shyly. ] Which I hope is not too forward of me to say so soon.

Certainly not. Though I hope youo continue to enjoy my company as time goes on.

[ Briefly, her lips press. ]

Likewise...

I believe that, as long as we stay honest with one another, we should have little issue.

[ He sips at his own drink, noting how relaxed Grell's become, and allows himself to sink a bit further into the chair. ]

[ Humming idly, she takes a quick glimpse back his way - and seeing him sip at his drink, she's reminded of her own. She actually is rather thirsty, so she should probably partake!

After, she licks her lips, almost thoughtfully. ]

Well... Then you should know now, I'm a rather useless flatmate. As you saw, I'm not very good at cleaning, and I don't know how to cook...

[ It sounds a bit tiring already, knowing he may have to come home from work and cook and tidy the house all his own. Perhaps they can remedy that. ]

We can working on improving that. Otherwise, what do you feel your strengths are?

[ Based on her expression, it seems that she is not as hopeful! Still, she gives his question some thought, parts her lips, pauses, and has to force herself to try once more! ]

Once I can discover that for myself, I'll let you know.

I will add working on your self confidence to the list, then.

[ One might think he's teasing or maybe being sarcastic, but nope. William is exceptionally serious. ]

[ Grell's typically upturned brows press together even further, clearly daunted by the task. ]

Ah.... Well... What would you say are your flaws and greatest attributes, then?

[ He goes quite for a bit, obviously thinking over his answer. It is a bit harder to think of when you're suddenly put on the spot. ]

As far as positive goes, I consider myself to be hard working and dedicated. Money management, which is to be expected considering my family's business.

[ He seems pressed for another, at the moment, so he moves on. ]

On the negative side, I am temperamental at times. My social skills are not the best, and I don't feel I take enough time for myself. And, I'm sure you would add stubborn to the list.

[ Grell intently listens, watching over the brim of her cup as she sips. ]

As I've said, I don't think being stubborn is necessarily a negative thing. [ She offers a small smile. ] And you've been exceptionally open and patient with me, as well, you know.

You've drawn that out of me, somehow.

[ He looks down into his mug, as if trying to make sense of these past two days. It's been a new experience, that's for certain. ]

Whatever it may be, I'm deeply grateful for it.

[ She cradles her mug between her hands while watching him. ]

Even if you should lose your temper with me, that's alright. It won't make me like you any less.

[ That gets him to frown, as it doesn't seem logical. ]

If I were to mistreat you, then you shouldn't simply accept it. That isn't right on either parts.

[ Grell closes her eyes with an assured shake of the head. ]

It would also be unfair to demand perfection of you, don't you think? So long as your heart is in the proper place, you deserve forgiveness for your missteps.

To a degree, I suppose. I would rather it not come to that.

[ His expression softens again and he returns to his tea. ]

We've grown quite comfortable around one another in such a short time.

[ The redhead hums softly in agreement, visibly content. ]

It's a strange feeling, isn't it? As though we've been friends all our lives, and yet we don't know a thing about one another.