[For all that Julian got a bit flustered to start, he seems to have settled in to just being up front about things. She couldn't be more grateful. It's refreshing, it really is.
She gives Julian's hand a squeeze, takes one last look at the memorial, and leads him to the Windrose. Yeah, the armory is little better than a closet, but it's a private space. And there are guns. And armor. Armor and guns. These are things that make her happy. It's easy enough to grab some blankets and make a little nest in there. That's where she'd gone to work on the art, so she had space for herself.]
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She gives Julian's hand a squeeze, takes one last look at the memorial, and leads him to the Windrose. Yeah, the armory is little better than a closet, but it's a private space. And there are guns. And armor. Armor and guns. These are things that make her happy. It's easy enough to grab some blankets and make a little nest in there. That's where she'd gone to work on the art, so she had space for herself.]