A Walk In the Rain

Who: Alec and Marian
Where: Around Town
When: Late

There was that wet, metallic taste in the air that signaled the oncoming storm and Alec knew that he should probably just head back home. The night had been long. Interesting, but long, and of course there was the profuse thank yous from the Mayor for the rather large donation that his family had donated. He managed to extract himself from the ball without a problem, slipping out through the kitchens and the back door without running into any more conversations.

He needed a good cup of coffee, and the best place to find that wasn't his house, but Nighthawks. And so he had his driver drop him off in front of the diner, waving him off and saying he'd walk home. He'd traded in the bow tie, the tuxedo coat, and the dress shoes for his boots and faded green flak jacket and watched the car drive off. A soft rumble of thunder echoed through the otherwise relatively quiet city. Maybe that wasn't such a good idea. Still.

What also might not be a good idea was going in there. It was still Marian's shift and while yes, he had enjoyed the time he got to spend with her the other night, walking her home, he knew he should stay away from her. Resist temptation and everything. But there was a part of him that couldn't. That wouldn't let him. And well, maybe he could share the ideas he had with her. To see what she thought. So finding his resolve, he turned to head into the diner.

Marian was distracted. She'd just finished her shift, today's schedule brought her in for the dinner shift rather than the late night shift. It wasn't a bad change up, and if she hurried she could get home before too late, which meant reasonable sleep before she picked up an extra shift in the morning. For the moment she was half dead on her feet, but the bright smile was in place. Looking over her shoulder to wave goodbye to her coworkers as she pushed through the door of the diner, which sent her crashing headlong into the person walking into the diner. "AH!" Marian lost her footing as she tried to recover and stumbled backwards some.

It was on instinct that Alec reached out and grabbed Marian's arms to keep her from falling over. "I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there," he apologized. He hadn't noticed Marian exiting the diner, and winced at the little, surprised sound that she had made. "Are you alright?"

She didn't know who had her at first. Actually all she knew is that whomever she'd walked into had caught her before she fell and had his hands on her arms. "I uh..." Her cheeks flashed a deep red and she finally glanced up to look at Alec. Oh god, it was Alec. "I wasn't watching, I..." He was so close to her, and he was still holding on to her, which sent the turmoil under the surface churning.

Alec immediately let go of her, feeling her tense under his grip and he even took two steps back, just to try keep her from freaking out. Because Alec knew what freaking out was and Marian? She was going to freak out. "No, I should've been paying attention." He held his hands up in front of him, to show that they were firmly not touching her. What had happened to her to make her so skittish? He has his suspicions and they made him angry, but he was controlling that. Rather admirable, if he could say so himself.

Once he let go of her Marian was able to focus a lot easier. "It's okay!" she said with a smile, mimicking his waving hand motion. "I was looking back there," she pointed over her shoulder, "and ran into you. Sorry." Her smile shifted, apologetic and she tucked her hands into her coat pockets. Her right hand ran along something in the pocket, stiff cardstock. Alec's card, tucked into her pocket where she'd kept it on her person.

"Well, then both of us can be sorry, how about that?" he suggested with a small, gentle smile, really not wanting to startle her any more. "Are you off work already?" She couldn't possibly be, could she? Marian worked graveyard shift, so her leaving at eleven at night was early.

Marian seemed to consider his suggestion for a moment, then nodded. "Guess that will have to do." She moved to the left some, sidestepping him a little to make for the door. "All done. Worked the dinner rush tonight instead. Here for your burger?" Marian finally noticed that Alec was close to being in his usual work clothes garb, but the shirt was nicer, a different style. That was something.

"Just a cup of coffee, actually, then a walk back home." He had to be the only one in Eidolon City who thought walking home in the middle of the night was something one should just casually do from time to time. But not much scared Alec anymore and walking home at night was one of those things. "Are you on your way home?" He noticed her looking at him and he looked down at his untucked shirt and pants, realizing that he looked a bit more unkempt than he usually did.

"I am," she said with a nod. Her expression was pleasant but underneath she'd wished she'd lied. What if he offered to walk her home again? The thought made a her a little nervous. She had no idea how to act around Alec.

"Oh, alright then." He nodded, shoving his hands in the pockets of his jacket. He glanced over at the counter, where two waitresses were standing, pretending not to be looking over at them. "I could walk you, if you'd like. Or if your brother is coming to get you...?" Just because he didn't mind walking on his own didn't mean he liked other people doing that and well, he worried about Marian walking on her own. That, and maybe she wouldn't mind him asking her opinion on an idea he had before he had to have that lunch engagement with Maya Walker.

Marian flushed a little pink again at the offer. And the attention they were getting. She didn't have to look over to notice it. "He's not coming," she said before she thought it through. Maybe part of her wanted him to walk her home, even though she really didn't want him close. Looking away from Alec, she took another step towards the door.

Alec saw her leaving and carefully took a step with her to open the door for her. "Do you want me to..." He sort of gestured out into the night. She hadn't requested it, just like she hadn't said 'yes' the other night when he walked her home.

"Don't feel like you have to," she told him, not willing to commit one way of the other. Part of her somewhat appreciated having someone else there. She didn't live in the best part of town, and she didn't really walk through the best part of town to get there. It wasn't the worst part of town she could find herself in, but she'd felt a lot safer with Alec there the last time he'd walked her home. Well, safer from the outside world, not safer from Alec. There was an aspect to him though, something strong and solid, that part of her that wanted to cling to, and it was that part of her that kept her from turning him down outright.

Alec looked down at her for a moment, debating with himself. He should really stay away from her. It was inappropriate, him being as old as he was hanging around a girl as young as she was. But there was something inside of him that wouldn't let him move away. He couldn't pinpoint what it was. He'd never felt that way in personal relationships, that driving need to pursue. A glance at the counter and Alec opened the door wider and nodded his head outside with a smile, the only truly genuine one he'd given all night. "After you."

Oh, so he was coming. Marian's stomach twisted up in a knot, but she smiled through it. "Thanks," she said sweetly moving out onto the sidewalk, right hand still fiddling with his card in her pocket. She could do this. It was safer if he walked her home and provided he didn't touch her she could probably manage just fine. Thunder rumbled in the distance, and Marian prayed silently that the rain stayed away.

Alec fell in step beside her, a good person sized distance between the two of them, hands shoved back in his pockets. It was colder out, with the oncoming storm and he glanced at Marian out of the corner of his eye to make sure she was okay. "How long have you been living at the boarding house?" he asked, unable to think of anything else to talk about. At least it might segway into an idea he'd been tossing around for the past couple of months.

"A little while. Since I started working at the diner," she said, glancing towards him and meeting his eyes. "It's not as bad as it looks on the outside." It probably looked pretty pathetic to someone like Alec, who even looked dressy in his un-tucked shirt.

"What's it like there?" he asked curiously. "Are there rules? Do you have to share a room?" Alec wondered at the saftey of the environment, if anyone could just come in. If anyone was looking out for the tenants.

"I've got two roommates. We share a bedroom and then have a living room and little kitchenette area. It's not too fancy," Marian couldn't help but think of Zhen's place, "but it works. We've got a few rules, you know, visitors have to be out by a certain time. The woman who runs the house, she get's a little testy about curfew. You can go out, but she doesn't like when there are people who don't belong."

"So you're looked out for?" It was clear that her being looked out for was very important. That Marian's saftey and well-being were taken into consideration. "Like if you didn't come home, your absence is noted?"

"Um, well maybe," Marian said, somewhat confused at why it was so important. "Sometimes people just don't come home. A couple of the girls have boyfriends, they sometimes stay out late or they visit family. And with work, I don't suppose anyone knows when I'm supposed to be home." It wasn't like someone said something if she stayed with Roy for a night. In actuality, it seemed the biggest concern of their house mother was to ensure no one who wasn't paying was staying in the house. "I imagine if you were gone a few days though someone would notice."

That got a frown out of Alec, and he did wonder if the idea he had might be too controlling, but that's all it was at the very moment. An idea. One that would have to be modified as it was implemented. "Do you mind if I run an idea by you?" he asked, hoping she'd give him the oppurtunity. He needed to bounce the idea off of another person, and who better than Marian, who the idea was for. In... broad terms.

"Sure?" She wasn't sure what he was asking. An idea? Given the topic of conversation she couldn't help but let her mind wander to him offering her something she wasn't willing at accept.

He nodded, reassured despite the questioning tone in her voice. "I was thinking of starting a kind of... housing project. There's a couple abandoned apartment buildings around. I was thinking of fixing one up and turning it into a place kind of like a boarding house. You'd get your own room though, with your own kitchen and bathroom. Your own lock, that sort of thing. There would be security available to make sure everyone was safe. You'd have to sign in and out when you come or go, let them know if you'll be coming back or not. That way, let's say you didn't come back and you said you would. Then someone would know so if something bad happened, we'd be able to get the police or something." It was all he really had so far and he looked at her curiously, wondering what she thought, because he was rather proud of the idea. "It might sound too regulatory. I'm not sure. It's how it was back in the military and it worked. I was also thinking maybe job training could be provided. The fee to stay would be based upon income maybe..."

It didn't sound like a terrible idea; having her own space sure sounded nice, even if it was something she doubted she could afford. "Some people might not like the rules. I don't do much besides visit family and work, so I doubt it'd bother me much." She paused for a moment before voicing her biggest concern with his idea. "It sounds kind of expensive though." Marian's gaze dropped from him, watching the ground in front of her.

"Well, it would be open to everyone," Alec said with a grin. "That's the point. Depending on how much you make will dictate how much you'll have to pay for rent, and it wouldn't be much at all. You wouldn't be giving up half your paycheck for a roof over your head. That isn't fair. The point is to give you a safe place to live where you don't have to worry about sharing a room with someone. It means you'll be able to save more money than spend, that way you'll be able to afford your own place." That was very important for Alec. A fighting chance. "You shouldn't have people gouge your pockets to make their own fortune. Everyone should have a chance."

Or all of your paycheck, Marian thought hopelessly. All of her wages went towards rent, and tips covered food. Thankfully with the gift from Zhen she was set on clothes for the next two years, but that didn't quite make ends meet. "That'd be nice," she said, not sure what else to say. The wind blew a little harder down the street they were on, kicking up random items on the sidewalk. Another loud crack of thunder, more overhead this time felt like it shook the ground Marian was walking on and she jumped.

Alec jumped too, his heart pounding out of habitual response. The thunder had been relatively background sound until then and he stilled in his steps, breathing in deeply to try calm his nerves. "I needed a second opinion before I take the next step," he said, voice steady as he looked up at the sky. There was somewhat of a forced calmness in his voice as he got control of himself. "So thank you."

Marian couldn't help but wonder if he was scared too, and followed his gaze into the sky. "What's the next step?" she asked just in time for a large rain drop to fall on her face. "Oh!" It wasn't the only drop, though. After the first they seemed to just come down in in mass. What had been a storm that was a ways off seemed to be upon them.

He stood there, blinking against the rain. Great. Looking around at where they were, he instinctively grabbed her hand and pulled her over to the bus stop where they would be out of the rain under the awning. Perhaps he should've had the car wait, or follow them, or hell, had driven Marian back to the boarding house, but he hadn't expected to be walking Marian home at this hour again either. It was rare for him to be without a plan and he was already considering his options to keep Marian from having to walk home in the rain.

Rain wasn't usually concern, she'd walked home in it before, but Alec grabbing her hand like that and pulling her under the awning was a concern. Now that they were out of the rain though, he hadn't let go, and Marian couldn't help but look down at their hands before looking back at him. He was much closer now, before he'd been more than a few steps away, but now she barely had to shift for their shoulders to touch. She bit her lower lip nervously, not sure what to do about the hand but worried that tugging her hand back would seem rude. In the end, she did nothing, just waited, assuming he'd do something and she could just react accordingly.

Marian hadn't said anything and Alec looked at her to see what was wrong and noticed her looking at his hand. The one that was holding hers. He immedietly let go, with a soft 'Sorry'. Alec ran a hand over his face, getting rain out of his eyes. "I'll call my driver to come get us and take you home. I don't want you walking in the rain like this. Especially in this temperature." Because it was cold. Obviously warm enough that they were having thunderstorms, but it was still cold and Marian was shivering and he could feel the goosebumps already coming up. Thankfully the two of them weren't too wet.

Trying very hard to seem casual Marian tucked her hand back into her coat pocket, bouncing a little. "Really walking home in the rain isn't a big deal," she told him, not sure she wanted him to do anything for her. "There's no need to...did you say driver?" Oh good. Prince Charming didn't need a white stallion, he had someone to drive him around. "Look, I'm gonna go. Thanks though." Marian made a move to go past him, stepping out into the rain to walk home.

Alec reached out for her, but caught himself and kept his hand back. He looked at her softly, wondering if he had just massively screwed up by accidentally grabbing her hand. "Please, it's no trouble or anything." She was standing out there in the rain and he half-wondered if she was trying to prove a point. If he completely misread her and she was just someone who very, very much valued their own independence.

Damnit. What was she supposed to do now? It felt terribly mean to just leave him there, not with him being so nice to her. Turning back she looked at him through the rain. He was right, she was already half soaked through now, her coat was thin and her work uniform was pathetic for warmth. "You're sure?" She didn't want to impose and she didn't want him to expect something from her. She had nothing to give. Or at least nothing she was willing to give. Stepping back she moved under the awning again, realizing how small the space really was. Alec was right there, close enough to touch. This whole thing was drastically outside her comfort zone, but she felt stuck. "Thanks," she mumbled, wrapping her arms around herself against the cold.

He looked back at her with a soft, quiet sigh and a small smile. Quickly, he unzipped his jacket and before she could protest, Alec draped it around her shoulders. Which left him stuck in his white shirt, which was actually kind of worse, but Alec had traversed through icy mud in the middle of storms and made it out just fine, so he wasn't entirely bothered by it. "Sit down, keep yourself warm, I'm going to make a phonecall, alright?" he told her. With a glance at the sky, he made quick work of the few yards between the bus awning and the telephone, pleased to find that the damn thing was working. He shoved some change in, keeping an eye on Marian while he called the house.

Marian wanted to protest, she really did. But the pure shock of him dropping his jacket on her shoulders, just the weight of the action and jacket itself seemed to increase gravity around her, pulling her down onto the little bench under the awning. In the end all she did was nod, eyes not watching him but watching the puddles in the street when he left. It was a few moments before she tugged the jacket a little bit closer around her. The deep breath she took to calm her nerves had the opposite effect though, with the clean air came the strong smell of the jacket itself. That overwhelming man smell that seemed to permeate everything. She was in trouble wasn't she? Marian wasn't even sure how she got here. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes and she was more than relieved that Alec was a few feet away.

"Thanks, Gordon," Alec said, finishing off the phone call and hurrying back under the bus awning and out of the rain. He stood while she sat, not wanting to invade her space, especially since he was now completely soaked, his white tuxedo shirt and white undershirt plastered to him. He wiped his hands over his face again before putting them on his hips, contemplating what to do. "Was hoping it would hold out for a bit longer. Car's on it's way. You'll be home in no time." Alec went to smile down at her but she wasn't looking at him, instead out on the street with a strange kind of look on her face. "Marian? You okay?" he asked gently, still keeping his distance.

Marian was still nodding, now something close to chewing on her lower lip to keep tears at bay. Smile Marian. Show him that happy face. No matter how many times she ordered herself to do it, it took too long before she finally looked up. She wasn't crying, nor did she quite look like she was going to, but there was a little extra shine to her eyes from the tears that lingered there. "Mmhmm, fine." Actually looking at him though was more than distracting and it took a few seconds for her to process the sight of him and react properly. "Oh! You're drenched," she said jumping up and tugging his jacket from her shoulders, thrusting it at him.

Alec raised and eyebrow and put his hand out, pushing the jacket back towards her. There was something about the look on her face, the way she jumped up and shoved his jacket back at him. He wasn't sure what it was and it bothered him. "Being drenched means if I put my jacket back on, it's not going to do much good, since I'll get it drenched to," he pointed out. "Besides, you need it more than I do. I'm fine." He kept his other hand away, feeling the need to twitch his fingers, to reach out and brush some of her wet hair out of her face. "Are you alright?"

Marian opened her mouth to protest but the words didn't quite come. After a second she just shut it, frowning the tiniest bit. She didn't pull the jacket back on, but instead just clutched it, close to her chest unsure of what to do. Dropping her eyes from him she watched the ground. "I'm..." she started, voice small. "I'm not..." She wasn't what? Worth his time? Able to offer him anything in return? That kind of girl? There were so many things she wanted to say to him, but she was certain he'd stop being nice to her after hearing them, stop leaving her reasonable tips so she could eat reasonable throughout the week.

"Here," he said, gently prying the jacket out of her hands and draping it back around her shoulders. "I swear, Marian, if you say anything about not being able to pay me back, or that I don't have to do something, I will grab you by the shoulders and demand the identity of whomever it was who made you think you aren't worth something by just being you. No one makes me do anything I don't want to do and I want to drop you off at home to make sure you stay safe and dry and no, it's not an inconveniance or a problem." He leaned back a bit against the pole holding up the awning, hands shoved in his pockets. "Think of it as me repaying you for how nice you've been to me every time I come into the diner and cause you trouble, if you must."

He took the words straight out her mouth. Everything she'd been considering saying he said and he'd discounted. She still wasn't sure if she believed him, as much as she wanted to believe him, but what was she supposed to say? "That's my job," she finally settled on, latching on to the last part of his rant. "And you aren't trouble. You don't leave a mess, or yell or anything." Or make inappropriate passes. In fact, despite his large tips, Alec was one of her favorite customers.

Alec looked at her, eyebrows raised with a mildly disbelieving look on his face. "Marian? All you have to say is 'Thank you, Alec'." It must be a female thing, the use of too many words when only a few would suffice. "And I will say 'You're welcome, Marian. It was my pleasure to do so'. How's that?"

Marian flushed pink again, those tears that were lurking threatening to spill again. "Thanks," she mumbled, looking away from him while she waited for the urge to cry to pass again.

Alec winced when she looked away, wondering if he'd been too harsh in saying that. He was saved from having to say anything when the bright yellow beams of a car's headlights passed over them and Gordon pulled up in a shiny black car right in front of the bus awning. "That's our ride," he said, barely audible over the pouring rain and he hurried over and opened the back door, looking at Marian. "Coming?"

Afraid didn't cover what she was feeling, but look at him in the rain like that holding the door, she finally nodded, running out into it and climbing awkwardly into the backseat of the car, sliding across to make room for him. It was by far the nicest car she'd ever been in before. Prior to this though, she'd only been on the bus or a taxi, but this was so much more than that.

Alec ducked in the car after her and the car turned back on the road. He stayed on one side of the bench seat, she on the other, plenty of space between the two. He looked down at the floor in the dim light from the streetlamps to see if there was anything he could put on but there was nothing, so he just settled back against the black leather of the seat and crossed his arms, kicking his feet out in front of him. At least it was warmer in the car. "No one is going to jump out from under the seat and hurt you," he said softly, feeling like he should say something.

Marian blushed again, smoothing her hand along the material of the seat between them. "I know," she said just as softly. "It's just a really nice car." In fact the car was nicer than anything she'd ever been in, possibly even nicer than Zhen's apartment. Daring to look over at him, she surveyed his outfit again. "You're more dressed up than usual," she commented, a little of her confidence back as she started to warm up. "Well kind of."

"Mayor had a charity ball tonight," he said with a bit of a grimace, still feeling that bow tie around his neck. "Someone from my family had to make an appearance and my father says he turned that job over to me when I took over the business." He didn't know if Marian would like balls. Girls were meant to, but with Marian so skittish, he figured she'd probably have an anxiety attack before she stepped foot through the door. Not a neccesarily kind thought, but it was a true one.

She did like the idea of a ball, though most of her ideas of balls didn't involve actually going to one. Actually going to one might not be the easiest place for her, but in her day dreams she was more than fine with the idea of dancing the night away. Turning a little towards him, she rested her head against the back of the seat. "Did you have a nice time?"

"I'd rather have been at work," he said honestly, turning in his own seat to lean against the door. "It's a lot of handshaking, pretending, mind games depending on who you deal with. But the music is okay, I guess, if you like that sort of thing. Nothing really to eat. If you like people watching, it can prove interesting." He frowned a little. "I'm sorry I'm not explaining it very well, I'm sorry."

Marian's frown echoed his. It sounded like he'd had a horrible time. Actually it sounded nothing like a ball at all. No pretty dresses, no dancing, no lovely date on his arm. "Did you go alone?" she asked, again without thinking and instantly blushed at the question. She didn't want him to think she was curious for her own purposes, that she was interested, but she was worried that was what it sounded like.

"Yeah. Didn't have anyone else to take. I wasn't planning on spending a long time there anyway. It was one of those 'let's all pat each other on the back for throwing money around and not actually doing anything productive' sort of ordeals. There's entirely too much of that that goes on in this city, which is why people are put in positions they should never be in in the first place." He was passionate about that, about people not having to make choices that weren't fair. That people weren't given fair chances at good lives and the elite lorded it over the rest of the unfortunate citizens. It all came back to his housing idea. Of trying to help people have a better life. "Sorry, it's just one of those things that bug me."

No one to take? Alec Ravenwood couldn't get a date to a ball? Well that just seemed absurd. Marian wondered fleetingly if he said that so he wouldn't scare her off, sort of the opposite of her telling people she had a boyfriend so they left her alone. "It's okay," she told him, reaching out to pat his hand gently, sweet flirty waitress persona well in place now that he wasn't going about grabbing her hand and putting his coat on her. She didn't mind when he talked about those sort of things. Most of the time she had a hard time following along, but it was nice to be spoken too as if she was more than just a waitress. "I'm sorry you didn't have fun."

Alec chuckled, surprised that she was touching his hand. "Don't feel sorry for me. S'my own fault I end up standing up the girls I'm meant to be meeting for dinner. The last time that happened, I got slapped." How long ago had that been? He couldn't even remember her name. "Although in my defense I was planning some stuff the night before and got distracted." He wondered at the change in her attitude. It was a curious thing that he wasn't sure to make of but he didn't say anything about it.

"So that's why you always end up having dinner at the diner," she teased just lightly, setting her hand back on her lap. She could do this, there was no need to panic. "What were you working on?"

"Yeah, probably. At right now I'm going over some propositions that came across my desk earlier this week. I think the polite term is 'workaholic'. I spend more time at my desk than I do anywhere else." Nighthawk's was the only place he really went to with any regularity. The only meal he didn't take at his desk. Some might call it a rather pathetic existance. He wasn't bothered by the lack of action. Perhaps he enjoyed it a little too much.

"My brother says the same thing about me, that I work too much." Marian smiled, though this smile seemed sleepier. The gentle hum of the car was adding to her already exhausted state. She didn't live far from Nighthawks, but in the torrential downpour, the car had moved along slowly, and the drive was enough to start to bring her tired side to the surface. "It sounds lonely though, working like that."

That got another smile out of Alec. "Yeah? So does mine. The working too much, I mean." He noticed the sleepy look in her face and glanced out the window to see the car pulling up to the boarding house. "I guess you and I should take more days off, huh?" That sounded like he was asking her out on a date and he shook his head quickly. "Not together, I mean." Although he would like to spend a day off with her. Maybe take her to do something fun. But that was a little weird at this point.

Marian gave him another sweet smile. "You should take some time off. Enjoy yourself." There wasn't an option for her to take days off, hopeless as that sounded. In fact, right now most of her plans revolved around picking up more shifts where she could. The car had stopped and she could see her stoop outside the window behind Alec's head. "I should head in."

Alec looked out the window over his shoulder, then back at Marian. "Yep. Guess this is your stop, isn't it?" He unlocked the door, taking a final look at the pouring rain before opening it, stepping out and holding it open for her. He was going to offer his hand to help her out, but he didn't want to scare her. Even if she had touched his hand, that was for her, not for him.

She slid out, stepping out of the car without too much effort. Before moving away though she hesitated, even if she was still standing the rain. What was the right thing to do here? What was she supposed to say? His earlier words echoed in her head so this time she said them. "Thank you Alec."

He grinned, bowing to her, which was rather funny what with it pouring rain and everything. As if there were no other care in the world. "It was my pleasure, Miss Marian. Have a good night." Carefully skirting around her, he climbed back in the car, giving her a little wave before closing the door behind him. The car moved away slowly through the rain, and Alec looked back at Marian through the rear window until the car turned the corner and she vanished from sight.

Marian couldn't help but giggle just a little at the bow. "Good night," she called already turning to run for her door in the rain. Once under the safe small awning of her front door she fiddled with the lock, finding her way in just as his car disappeared around the corner. Inside, she leaned back against the door, relieved that she'd made it through the whole ordeal in one piece. Content and tired, she hugged her arms around herself. It was then she noticed the extra bulk on her shoulders, bulk that belonged to a jacket that wasn't hers. Pulling it off she just stared at it, not sure what to do at all. Sighing she draped it over her arm, carrying it up to her room with her. She'd ask Roy about it, he'd know what to do.