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			Only when he emerged from it did her eyes manage to catch him. A bit confused at where he appeared from, she called out to him, “excuse me? Sir? Did you need help with anything?” She asked, remaining at her desk and waving him down for his attention.
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<i>The man heard Lydias beckoning, turning to see what the fuss was for. ''I am fine, thanks.'' The man said, before sitting on a lobby chair, scanning all of his surroundings, including the woman, before turning a blind eye.</i>
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</blockquote><a class="username" data-user-id="5893" data-username="@Heidi" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/5893/">@Heidi</a><br/><br/>Lydia recalled the way Felix nonchalantly sat down in a chair, quietly minding his own business, showing her nothing that required a sense of urgency. She also recalled asking him if he needed any assistance, and he instead shrugged her off. So, what he was talking about in regards to being shirked by her but showing this new man who was barely able to stand on his own two feet her attention was completely ridiculous in her mind. Instead of vocalizing this disparity and clear hypocrisy, however, he already left before she could manage a word in edgewise.<br/><br/>Oh well, what could she do? She couldn’t assume his situation, he was right of that much. But regardless of what happened to him, the way he reacted to somebody literally torn to shreds, and her clearly appropriate reaction to said individual’s state of distress, was completely and needlessly uncalled for. If he decided to return, she’ll happily help him....but she wasn’t going to count on it...<br/><br/>Nevertheless, Lydia sat and waited for the man to wake, for her employees to show, and for Nalia to bring a new set of clothes. Nalia, thankfully, was rather quick about it, bringing with her a pair of jeans and a plain white t shirt, which she folded and placed gingerly at a side table and sat down next to her sister. The two spoke in hushed voices, trying to figure out how to move forward from there for the man. As they spoke, Nalia would glance over at her bar only once in a while, just to check in and see how Marcel was doing.