Caption: Later…
Reed: All washed up?
Maeve: …My shirt's too big.
Reed: Sorry. I don't have anything more… you-sized.
Maeve: It's okay.
Reed: If you can, try to keep away from windows. Last thing I need is a nosy neighbour spotting you in here. Heh… spots.
Reed: Hm… actually, they'd probably just assume I bought a Keidran. But that's not something I want added to my reputation either.
CLUNK
Reed: I don't have a guest room, but I made up the couch just for you. Should be comfy. (Comfier than that other place, anyway…)
YAWN
Reed: Tomorrow, we'll figure something out. Maybe you can come with me to the castle and meet the princess! But for now, goodnight, Maeve.
Reed: Sleep tigh—
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