Re: 10th floor stairwell, 12:05 am
Hannah got to her feet as well, watching the woman curiously. There was something different about her - she just couldn't quite put her finger on what. Instinct told her to insist, but she wisely stayed quiet. If Vaughn said she would be fine, a voice whispered, then she would indeed be fine.
She didn't know what 'spare your beauty' meant, but it wasn't something she dwelt on. After all, Vaughn had been nothing but kind to her, and it was nice to be treated like that. She only took a step forward, but the woman seemed to be handling the stairs fine on her own, and it was then that Hannah knew she could take care of herself.
"Goodbye, Vaughn." For some reason she had the urge to add Good luck, although she didn't know why. Instead she turned to the - her? - mice, wishing once more that they were still human - or at least that they could talk.