[Her initial response to his call sounds like an irritable grunt, but after a brief pause, she seems to regret that and adds a softer, embarrassed,] Night.
[She doesn't intrude on the room, taking her unnecessary duty of keeping watch very seriously. Ryder paces from the door to the window periodically, quiet on her feet, in order to check the two views available to her. Of course, even when she's determined to prove that she was doing a good job, she can help a little distraction now and again where she picks through old belongings as long as it doesn't make too much noise. Lots of little soaps and lotions, half-squished tubes of toothpaste... Damn. She could smell like goddamn heaven for an apocalypse girl. She could shave. Maybe during her stay, she'd let herself enjoy that...but not right now. She's working.
By the time Teo joins her in the main room again, Ryder's tucked herself by the windowsill, open but blank book in her lap while her gaze goes out between slats. She lifts her head from the wall and looks over with wide eyes, almost like she's already forgotten about him. Really she's just surprised that he's up and about again.]
You don't sleep much.
[It was something she'd realized already, since he had to be running around scouting and preparing things while also keeping tabs on her. She's just surprised that even now, he wouldn't choose to rest more. She wasn't going anywhere. Things were safe. The bed was comfy, right?
...Rather than ask this, she's squinting at him and trying to figure it out on her own.]
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[She doesn't intrude on the room, taking her unnecessary duty of keeping watch very seriously. Ryder paces from the door to the window periodically, quiet on her feet, in order to check the two views available to her. Of course, even when she's determined to prove that she was doing a good job, she can help a little distraction now and again where she picks through old belongings as long as it doesn't make too much noise. Lots of little soaps and lotions, half-squished tubes of toothpaste... Damn. She could smell like goddamn heaven for an apocalypse girl. She could shave. Maybe during her stay, she'd let herself enjoy that...but not right now. She's working.
By the time Teo joins her in the main room again, Ryder's tucked herself by the windowsill, open but blank book in her lap while her gaze goes out between slats. She lifts her head from the wall and looks over with wide eyes, almost like she's already forgotten about him. Really she's just surprised that he's up and about again.]
You don't sleep much.
[It was something she'd realized already, since he had to be running around scouting and preparing things while also keeping tabs on her. She's just surprised that even now, he wouldn't choose to rest more. She wasn't going anywhere. Things were safe. The bed was comfy, right?
...Rather than ask this, she's squinting at him and trying to figure it out on her own.]