Re: Washrooms: Scott and Allison
"Thank you." She said softly, hearing that he'd leave with her. For a while there, she was terrified that he wouldn't. And that in itself didn't sound like the Scott she knew. But, she supposed, he wasn't the Scott she knew any more. And that was the hardest part to accept. Because he had a nice home, he had people caring for his needs, he was safe from attack, why wouldn't he want to stay here? Bitterly for a second she thought of how she had exactly the same, and it left a bad taste in her mouth, and she cleared her mind - no, he was right - They were all going to get out of here. "I love you too."
She kissed him again, pulling away as she heard a knocking on the door, someone obviously trying to get in. Clearing her throat, she mussed up her hair, lifted her skirt a little to make it look as though they'd been doing something other than talking in the washrooms, and she nodded for him to open the door, so that he could leave first, as was expected. She followed behind Scott as the person who opened the door watched them and she pushed some hair behind her ear.
"Thank you, Master." She muttered to Scott, playing her role in making this look as natural as possible. As she brushed close to him, she squeezed his hand, and moved off again, spotting Eterna on the other side of the room. If she was in trouble, this wasn't something Scott needed to see.