[Now, she keeps a hand on his arm as she leads him along, saying nothing more until they make a few turns and approach a building nestled in between some sort of antique shop and clothing store. The latter is closed, unfortunately, and Claire mutters a stay put as she pulls out the keys. It's an unassuming place, and if Jesse was expecting white walls and fluorescent lights, he's in for a surprise as she opens the door and motions for him to enter.
Claire might be a surgeon, but she seems to take a rather earthy approach. The main room is warm, dried herbs hanging over a worktable set before a wall of jars and bags of things she's collected here. Beds line the sides of the room, walled in with curtains, and there's no shortage of candles in addition to the overhead lights.]
You can have one of those beds tonight. They're not the most comfortable, but it's better than sleeping on the streets.
[He might notice that some of the walls look mismatched. That's because of the whole dragon incident. Most of the furniture's been replaced or repaired, though one corner of the room has a few broken chairs and boxes of shattered glass. It's still a bit of a work in progress, this place.]
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Claire might be a surgeon, but she seems to take a rather earthy approach. The main room is warm, dried herbs hanging over a worktable set before a wall of jars and bags of things she's collected here. Beds line the sides of the room, walled in with curtains, and there's no shortage of candles in addition to the overhead lights.]
You can have one of those beds tonight. They're not the most comfortable, but it's better than sleeping on the streets.
[He might notice that some of the walls look mismatched. That's because of the whole dragon incident. Most of the furniture's been replaced or repaired, though one corner of the room has a few broken chairs and boxes of shattered glass. It's still a bit of a work in progress, this place.]