[ He gives a small start, lifting his head to stare at her as she takes a seat. There's little life in him, it seems; his head soon droops back down and he sighs quietly. ]
Do as you like. 'Tis a communal area after all.
[ He takes a draught from the glass in his hand and then goes back to staring at the table. ]
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Do as you like. 'Tis a communal area after all.
[ He takes a draught from the glass in his hand and then goes back to staring at the table. ]