[She looks at his offered hand for a moment, fake smile of the doll mask plastered on her face just as the fake smile beneath it remains frozen in place -- it's called acting, after all -- and she decides against harming her chances further of getting out of this in one piece. She takes his hand with her four-fingered, black clawed and bandage-covered one, and uses it to get back up.
She brushes herself off, readjusting her cloak.]
Well, I guess it's just time to leave then! Sorry for the disturbance!
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She brushes herself off, readjusting her cloak.]
Well, I guess it's just time to leave then! Sorry for the disturbance!
[She looks up at the man meaningfully.]