week 10 | sunday evening / monday morning

[baptizer]

[ After a certain conversation, Elizabeth immediately tracks Jason down when he's returning back to his room. She had changed into her pajamas - a modest night gown and robe - and carries a pillow. ]

Jason, hold on one moment, please.

[ By now, it's easy to see they both had a long night. Elizabeth's tired - clutching onto her pillow a bit tightly as she stops in front of him. ]

... Would you mind if I spend the night with you?

[ Good job, Elizabeth, you're getting more bold. ]

I can't be alone. I can go sleep in the parlour but I figured I would simply ask -

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[antagonize]

[Unlike Elizabeth, it looks like Jason hasn't bothered to change into something more comfortable. Either he didn't care to get ready for bed after ending a certain conversation, or he was busy dealing with something else. Considering his usual attitude, there's no way of telling which is more likely.

He stops for her, however. Turns from his door toward her when she speaks up, and then — um. Yeah. Okay. Elizabeth sure is getting bolder. If he's surprised, he masks it quickly.]

... Yeah. Sure. [Wait. That sounds too kind.] I mean, I don't mind if you want to have a slumber party. We can talk about boys. Do our makeup. Complain about people we don't like. The nine yards.

[Ha ha. Talking about slumber parties makes him more upset than he'd like to admit. He told Adelina to crash at somebody else's place the next week, so she would have an alibi. What an idiot. He shouldn't have been concerned about her at all, but. Whatever. He gestures for Elizabeth to follow him and moves to unlock his room.

He's not looking at her, but he does add:] Besides, what kind of guy do you take me for? I'm not going to make you sleep in a room where anybody could kill you while you're busy snoozing away.

[Never mind the fact that by sharing a room, they're exposing themselves to death by betrayal. What a conundrum. His head is going to hurt if he starts thinking too much about the pros and cons of being a hermit versus actually interacting with other human beings.]