[ She nods a small amount and ends the feed as he sets out. It's definitely late; probably close to one or two in the morning. But it's quiet and she hears him in the stillness of the night (thank god it's quiet around here, for now).
The door opens and it's .. odd. Seeing him standing there, alive and breathing and not bleeding out everywhere. Her mind overlaps the images, and for a brief moment, she just stands there. Until she doesn't, and steps back just enough to offer him in. ]
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The door opens and it's .. odd. Seeing him standing there, alive and breathing and not bleeding out everywhere. Her mind overlaps the images, and for a brief moment, she just stands there. Until she doesn't, and steps back just enough to offer him in. ]