She headed up with him then, pausing when they reached the first floor. Her hands clutched the strap of her bag more tightly as she smiled up at him, still slightly embarassed.
There was something though - moving to the stairs again, hand on the rail she called back, "I'll ask around about your composer." It couldn't hurt, with everything else that was going on. She bit her lip, nearly asking him to let her know about his fable if and when he found out, but couldn't bring herself too. It would only end in embarassment if she was wrong. With a final wave, she took off up the stairs heading straight for 1206.