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Alone. She was... alone. She'd returned to find the room empty. She was alone now... it was most definitely her fault, but it still felt wrong. She couldn't remember why he'd left, not even what she'd said. She figured she'd screwed up a little worse than she'd been able to with his patience. She let herself collapse onto the bed, tired but unable to sleep. She never slept when she was alone. But hey, she might as well take advantage of his absence and the fact that he'd already paid for the room to figure out her next move.

If she went to find him, he might not want to see or speak to her. She could always use her magic, but she'd already done enough of that to mess up anything she'd earned to him. She didn't want his debt, yeah, and she probably did owe him a little bit for the warmth thing. She was well aware of the words that had hurt him the most- she hadn't been able to stop thinking about those. "You're just a man." So was she, in her own way. She was just a kid, not even that. She was... well, nothing. She couldn't use her magic in public, and that was what had gotten her by. She had no skills- theft didn't really count, even if she was good at that.

"Well, time to go gambling." She muttered, forcing herself off the bed after staying down for a few more minutes. Time to go man hunting and try to not die. Both of those were not something she liked. But it was what had to be done. She got up, locked the room's door, then vanished. Good luck to her, locating him in a city like this. It wasn't small.

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"A man with standards is a dead man." She went to the door. "Don't be here when I get back." with that she left, again. Her plan was to get food for herself, and for him. She didn't mean half the things she said, not right now at least. She didn't really know what to do and it stressed her out.

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"Your memory is clearly crap," she muttered. "Also, I don't even want you in my debt. I helped you because that's common sense." She didn't need to look after him. She didn't want to have him trying to repay her. She just wanted things to be normal, really. But that was never going to happen. "This country isn't the same anymore, nor are its people. Learn that. You're not a knight. You're just a man."

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She huffed, getting up from the pillow and jumping to the floor. She changed back to a slightly human form. "Feel free to leave. Unlike you, I'm not the one in danger of being recognized." She paused. Either her memory was just failing her or she'd blocked something out. "Name one time you saved my life. As far as I recall you didn't." That business with the storm, she decided, didn't count. She would have lived, just been mad at a few gods.

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After a few minutes of him counting coins, she picked her head up and growled at him. He was making her mad now. She wanted to sleep, for the gods' sakes. If he didn't leave, she was already debating assaulting him. She was not going to give him more magic, considering she had to be near him for the spell to work and she was trying to nap. Her ears pinned back halfway, hopefully not betraying how angry she actually was with him.

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She lifted her head for about two seconds to give him a look similar to 'stop talking.' She was tired. His clothes, to her, were dirty and needed to be replaced. As for the illusion, that technically was not her job. She curled her tails over her head, her own attempt to finish the conversation. If he was smart, he might realize that a hood did a fine job hiding somebody's face if done correctly. Then again, it wasn't her job to make him smart, nor help him be smart.

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"How else would have it happened? Ghosts?" she huffed. "I found you a job and a way to buy yourself clothes so I don't have to do the work for you. You're welcome," with that she returned to her fox form and jumped onto the bed. Padding up to one of the pillows, she flopped down. She paused to give him a quick snarl as if to say 'don't wake me up or I will bite you,' then curled up into a little ball. She wanted to sleep. She didn't seem to notice that she'd forgotten to put the illusion back on him.

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About forty-five minutes later, the girl reappeared. The door did not open, nor did it shut. She tossed something at him that jingled slightly. She'd done a bit of theft but also found him a job and a way for her to be kept busy and out of trouble while he was working. "Get up," she no longer sounded angry. Instead, she just... spoke. Her tone was dead, almost resigned but calling it that would be an overstatement. The energy she'd had was gone, giving way to both tiredness and realization of the facts. She was aware she'd trapped him here; that part she didn't regret; but she was also aware of how annoying she was; that part she wasn't going to change.

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"You know what, fine!" she huffed, somehow sounding mad at him despite the fact that she was still wagging. "I'm gonna go do your job and find you somewhere to work. You stay here and do whatever the hell you want!" She got up, shook herself to put the magic back, and glared at him. "And handle your own looks. Not my job anymore," she walked to the door, pausing to tear down the illusion spell she'd given him, and slipped out of the room. If he wanted her to pick a lane, she would pick the turn lane.