*is unusually quiet (and, really, has been for much of the past day)* *as brightly as possible* Yes, that's true. I think if she didn't like Telerin food, we might have a real problem on our hands.
*as his fingers tighten on the steering wheel, comes to a halt at a red light* *mindful of the overnight bag in the tiny backseat, continues in the same light tone* I'm thinking staying at the hotel is probably a good idea for me, though? *with the tiniest smile* And it's not like I'll be as far away as Ossiriand.