[ That sounds great. Helly can't think of anything better. She swallows, grimaces, nods – steeling herself to move, to start thinking properly again, because he's right. Someone might think she's crazy. But he doesn't.
She accepts his help to stand, brushing down her skirt, but it's wet and there's not much she can do about that except live with it for now. Inside would be more comfortable, but inside it's also easier to overhear people. ]
Let's just...[ She gestures vaguey in a direction, intending for them to just start walking. If they take it slow and steady, they'll get away from the crowd in a way that isn't making it obvious that's what they're doing. ] I'm Helly, by the way.
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She accepts his help to stand, brushing down her skirt, but it's wet and there's not much she can do about that except live with it for now. Inside would be more comfortable, but inside it's also easier to overhear people. ]
Let's just...[ She gestures vaguey in a direction, intending for them to just start walking. If they take it slow and steady, they'll get away from the crowd in a way that isn't making it obvious that's what they're doing. ] I'm Helly, by the way.