Wouldn't look too good without the best supervisor I've had in moons there, would it? Besides, folks are actually a lot better behaved during this time of year. Provided no city shite happens. Come with me.
[ Which they need to be prepared for. But, she finally does reach out and take him by both his hands, stepping back with a gentle tug. Strong or not, she doesn't use any force— but it's enough to at least encourage him to follow.
She leads him to the tent set up there— it is spacious enough to be a room, with enough height for comfortable seating, and with the surface pendant lighting dimmed with only the fairy lights on, it's pretty cozy.
She climbs on in as she lets go of his hands and sits up on her knees on the cushion layer— moving the plushies and blankets out of the way. The books at least are arranged tidily aside from where she has some on surfaces where she was reading, and she pats one of the cushion spaces there. ]
Come on. In you go. This is the Starlight Sanctuary. I don't bring just anyone in here.
[ Most people don't come up here and those that do aren't exactly allowed into this area. For being on a building rooftop, it's rather private. ]
Whenever your thoughts feel too loud, and your head feels too heavy, the Starlit Sanctuary makes it all better!
[ She chuckles and looks up at him, picking up a little plushie she was working on— a little hooded purple pudding with a funny face, and sets it on her lap. ]
Aye, aye, you can call it juvenile and foolish all you want, but it works. Things don't have to be complicated all the time, you know.
[ And she looks out in front of them where now, since they can't see most of the tall buildings and only a faint glow past the growing wall gardens and planters around the building railings— the stars actually look clearer compared to when the light pollution was interfering. ]
... And it doesn't hurt to have to look for the stars than seeing them right away.
[ She turns and holds up a little star shaped plushie at him then, covered in soft shimmering fabric, but very huggable! ]
See? This one's pretty! It ought to be, because I made it!
[ She holds it out to him then, watching him with a curious look. ]
How long has it been since you've gotten any rest? Real rest. You look like you haven't slept in an age.
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[ Which they need to be prepared for. But, she finally does reach out and take him by both his hands, stepping back with a gentle tug. Strong or not, she doesn't use any force— but it's enough to at least encourage him to follow.
She leads him to the tent set up there— it is spacious enough to be a room, with enough height for comfortable seating, and with the surface pendant lighting dimmed with only the fairy lights on, it's pretty cozy.
She climbs on in as she lets go of his hands and sits up on her knees on the cushion layer— moving the plushies and blankets out of the way. The books at least are arranged tidily aside from where she has some on surfaces where she was reading, and she pats one of the cushion spaces there. ]
Come on. In you go. This is the Starlight Sanctuary. I don't bring just anyone in here.
[ Most people don't come up here and those that do aren't exactly allowed into this area. For being on a building rooftop, it's rather private. ]
Whenever your thoughts feel too loud, and your head feels too heavy, the Starlit Sanctuary makes it all better!
[ She chuckles and looks up at him, picking up a little plushie she was working on— a little hooded purple pudding with a funny face, and sets it on her lap. ]
Aye, aye, you can call it juvenile and foolish all you want, but it works. Things don't have to be complicated all the time, you know.
[ And she looks out in front of them where now, since they can't see most of the tall buildings and only a faint glow past the growing wall gardens and planters around the building railings— the stars actually look clearer compared to when the light pollution was interfering. ]
... And it doesn't hurt to have to look for the stars than seeing them right away.
[ She turns and holds up a little star shaped plushie at him then, covered in soft shimmering fabric, but very huggable! ]
See? This one's pretty! It ought to be, because I made it!
[ She holds it out to him then, watching him with a curious look. ]
How long has it been since you've gotten any rest? Real rest. You look like you haven't slept in an age.