[Tahiri slides off the bed then, and picks her clothes off from the floor. What she needs is a shower, but she can do that on the way to Pellaeon. So she slips her clothes on slowly, letting his frustration wash over her, ground her.]
It shouldn't. [She agrees softly, running her fingers through her hair.] I will secure the aid we need.
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It shouldn't. [She agrees softly, running her fingers through her hair.] I will secure the aid we need.