[She moves when he does, because it's natural between them to shift in time together, in tune physically with him even if her mind doesn't always catch and skip next to his. There's none of the quiet concern, the hiding bone deep fear on her face though at it, for the moment untouched by something that's become second nature and hasn't left her just yet. All that moved on her face in response to his is a bemused smile that turns into a little bit of pleasure and both her eyebrows arch in a question she doesn't expect an immediate answer to. Doesn't want an immediate answer to. She's smoothly on her feet with him, the little pad of childish pleasure in her to be sneaking out of a room at night no matter how old she is.
She only pauses once, to look over her shoulder at him over her boots sitting politely at the foot of her bed, question silent if she needs them or not, and then, that one mild concern taken care of, she follows him out the door and into the hall. They're hotel walls and hotel doors and Barret's snoring is a sound even out here but it's the distant rumble of a train now instead of the full downhill grinding shift of a supply truck. The look she gives her co-conspirator is still tinged with the silent laughter of before, the whispers of it still around the edges of her lips but it's softer, almost waiting for a reason for the quiet concern to come back and take its place. It's all in the silent question in her eyes as she looks at Cloud.]
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She only pauses once, to look over her shoulder at him over her boots sitting politely at the foot of her bed, question silent if she needs them or not, and then, that one mild concern taken care of, she follows him out the door and into the hall. They're hotel walls and hotel doors and Barret's snoring is a sound even out here but it's the distant rumble of a train now instead of the full downhill grinding shift of a supply truck. The look she gives her co-conspirator is still tinged with the silent laughter of before, the whispers of it still around the edges of her lips but it's softer, almost waiting for a reason for the quiet concern to come back and take its place. It's all in the silent question in her eyes as she looks at Cloud.]