Leon
THIS RP SLIPPED MY MIND, GIVE ME A SEC
Mary
*Concern flashed across her face, **"Oh.. Oh dear. That's unfortunate."** There was an urgency to take care of him that had washed over her. Though she spared a glance to the dawning sky, her eyebrows furrowing slightly in discontent. **"It's growing late."** An exhausted sigh escaped her usually curled up lips, finding it pitiful that he would be far from home for this long. **"Do you mind if you carry your friend?.."** Eloise awkwardly requested, because she really wouldn't want to risk her dropping the poor man. The ginger stood up from the comfortable sofa, heading towards his room.*

*When they arrived, the best way to describe the room was comfortable. The walls were made of fresh dark pine, causing a fresh wood smell to come out of it. The bed was a cream white, embroidered with red stitches on its edges. The red stitches formed to make their family symbol, a poppy. For decoration, there were a lot of native plants. All potted and trimmed, luckily. You'd also notice a door opening to a personal bathroom for the guest. The low lightbulbs were tinted a nice shade of orange to pull it together.*

***"Make yourself comfortable. I'm sorry if it isn't like how it is back at.. Home."** She had slight issues recalling the name, but she settled for the word home. Eloise stepped out of his way for him way to enter. **"I do hope you and your friend sleep well. Goodnight, Kaleb."** Eloise remarked before waving him off and closing the door.*
Archie
Kaleb didn't mind carrying the man at all, though he did so by slumping him over his shoulder like how one would carry a bag of rice, paying seemingly little mind for the injured man's comfort. He was unconscious, anyway. He'd be fine either way. The worst of it was over, thankfully.

Kaleb watched as the woman opened the door to the guest room, breathing in the unexpectedly soft smell of fresh pine. His bright red eyes slowly moved across the room, taking in yet another brand new view. He was much more accustomed to the grandeur of luxurious bedrooms, with marbled floors and vast wardrobes and impressive vistas, but this little guest room, dimly lit with orange lights and decorated only with a few potted plants; this bed, much, much, *Much* Smaller than any he'd ever slept in; this little room, in a stranger's cottage, at a foreign vilage by the river, felt to the boy more welcoming and warm than any place he'd ever been.

Kaleb looked towards Eloise as she spoke. His eyes hinted at confusion as he furrowed his eyebrows at her. The boy was just... *Stunned*. He just couldn't get over how openly *Kind* She was. He had looked like he'd been caught off-guard from the moment he'd stepped here, but *Now*? Looking at him, one would even think he felt... *Undeserving*.

**"...Ah—Eloise?"** Kaleb called, before she left.

**"*...Thank you.*"** 

Those words had come out much more easily, now.
Leon
I know  im gonna write later!/