[For a moment, Mirabelle does actually think to start counting how long it's been. Maybe it's an honest question! An important one! But no, she realizes he's being rhetorical after a few seconds... Or more notably, when the new message arrives.]
Well, maybe! You only saw my room the once, and it was... you know.
[Her half of the room had been pristine. And would be, until they finished their quest. It wasn't a room that she had been living in at the time.]
Anyway, it's fine! But please don't come in.
[A pause, while she sits with that for a few seconds. She would... feel a little less awful if she could have a hug or something. But there are worse things than feeling awful.]
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Well, maybe! You only saw my room the once, and it was... you know.
[Her half of the room had been pristine. And would be, until they finished their quest. It wasn't a room that she had been living in at the time.]
Anyway, it's fine! But please don't come in.
[A pause, while she sits with that for a few seconds. She would... feel a little less awful if she could have a hug or something. But there are worse things than feeling awful.]
I don't want you to get hurt.
On the clutter.