She should feel embarrassed she thought as they made their way down the hallway, she was still nude and Lucian was just about in the same state. And yet all she could feel was hunger underlying the exhaustion that felt like a weight along her shoulders, a different sort of weight then Lucian's that was. 

When she was shaved into the apartment as footsteps drew closer, Aneira almost went toppling over as her feet tangled with one another. The only thing that dated her was a hand shooting out and pressing into the wall, body bowing slightly as she regained her momentum. As the heartbeat moved past the door and Lucian joined her, Aneira released a soft sigh before shaking her head.

She'd left the clothes she'd taken folded atop the within the kitchen, moving forward she says nothing more. The storm continues outside as she grabs the two sets of clothes, padding back to hand one to Lucian. She slips into her own set which consists of a black tank top and gray sweatpants, her waist-lemgth brown hair sways as she straightens upright. Her eyes scan the open Floorplan as the small entryway opens up into a living room on the left and the kitchen on the right with a wall dividing them. 

The window that leads out into a balcony shows the storm outside, trees below being whipped around this way and that by strong winds. She hasn't checked the rest of the apartment out yet and she knows she has to, but they both need food and rest. 

Her first issue arises as she glances at the other man, eyeing him as he slowly dresses. They don't have money to get any groceries or to buy take-out. Biting her lip she moves closer to Lucian, crouching down but keeping her eyes level with his face. 

"We need food, but we don't have money." She states softly, damp hair slowly sleeping into her shirt. 


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