[ Somehow, that hadn't occurred to her as an option. She blinks at what's left of her food, then looks at Colin. He wouldn't joke about this, would he? No. ]
Maybe.
[ It wouldn't be disagreeable, but there's some little feral instinct clutching at the idea of having something of her own, of being in close proximity to other people in the Gallows, even if she would rather not live in a refitted prison.
She smiles, and brushes through his hair with her fingers. ]
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Maybe.
[ It wouldn't be disagreeable, but there's some little feral instinct clutching at the idea of having something of her own, of being in close proximity to other people in the Gallows, even if she would rather not live in a refitted prison.
She smiles, and brushes through his hair with her fingers. ]
I'll think about it, definitely.