[She waits until he has a good grip, and she feels flooded with guilt. That place, yes, was shown to him if he ever felt he needed it, but at the time, she thought he would be choosing to go there, would find it again himself. Not that he would feel desperately driven there by all that's happened suddenly. She knows it's not the most ideal or comfortable place to be either, for anyone that isn't her.
It's true though that it would be in his best interest to go somewhere no one else knows about, and so with a steady, fluid pace, she trots with him holding onto her out of the market, for now, avoiding suspicious routes to not draw any attention to them. He might feel her going still at points during their journey, listening or watching or maybe staring someone down, but it never takes long.
Half an hour later, and they're outside of the place he's told her to bring him. She bends her legs to lower herself again so he can climb down, since there's no way she can slip inside with him atop her without crushing him. He'll have to go first. She isn't going to leave his back exposed like that, in the off chance they were followed.]
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It's true though that it would be in his best interest to go somewhere no one else knows about, and so with a steady, fluid pace, she trots with him holding onto her out of the market, for now, avoiding suspicious routes to not draw any attention to them. He might feel her going still at points during their journey, listening or watching or maybe staring someone down, but it never takes long.
Half an hour later, and they're outside of the place he's told her to bring him. She bends her legs to lower herself again so he can climb down, since there's no way she can slip inside with him atop her without crushing him. He'll have to go first. She isn't going to leave his back exposed like that, in the off chance they were followed.]