[ Concern is a look she's come to recognize all the more clearly since she entered Cerealia, and upon seeing it she turns her eyes briefly away, trying to swallow away the hint of guilt threatening to creep into her own expression. Her gaze flicks back up when he speaks again, her head lifting as her brows draw slightly closer together. ]
... Huh. I thought maybe--
[ It wasn't just her, but she shakes her head to banish both the thought and the sentence. It's pretty clear what she thought, anyway. At his question she falters, the guilt returning in a more pronounced form. ]
A few days. [ A beat; she hesitates but seems to deem telling him the details better than leaving him room to make them up, considering her obvious reluctance. ] Every night since it started.
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... Huh. I thought maybe--
[ It wasn't just her, but she shakes her head to banish both the thought and the sentence. It's pretty clear what she thought, anyway. At his question she falters, the guilt returning in a more pronounced form. ]
A few days. [ A beat; she hesitates but seems to deem telling him the details better than leaving him room to make them up, considering her obvious reluctance. ] Every night since it started.