Re: Log; Hannah & Ren
"Then I guess we're never going to be together," she said, teasing, teasing and bright eyes. She didn't mean it, not really, but she hadn't meant the text as a come-on, either. She didn't really think money mattered, but she also didn't exactly live in a world based on currency. She cared about safety and protection, loyalty and allies, and money couldn't really buy those things, not really.
When he said he was going to be there for a while, she glanced at her dryer. "Okay. Thank you. I appreciate that. I have to go to work for a little while." She wasn't aware that she could lose her clothing, not really, but she wasn't aware of a lot of life's practicalities. For example, she really didn't know how she was going to pay for her room at the motel, not when she didn't get paid for what she did at the facility, but that was something to worry about later.
"Okay. I'll come in soon," she promised and, after moving in close and giving him a very quick and very chaste kiss on the cheek, she twirled and left the laundry room in a swirl and swish of skirts and copper hair.