Finally it seemed as if Zel had said something right. Or perhaps not. Perhaps Larea had just managed to deal with the situation in her own way. No matter the manner, Larea had found the strength to smile again, even if it was small. That was all the assurence he needed to know she'd get through this.<br/><br/>Zel closed his eyes, giving a mental nod of approval. After a moment he reopened his eyes again and rose from his seated position. "I'll be right back," he said to Larea. "Sigrun was apparently more interested in my bag than the supplies I bought. She dumped them on the floor outside of my room." A small smile was easily visible on his unmasked face. "I'd like to go put them away real quick before someone goes and steals them." He pulled up his mask and turned to go out the door. "I'll come back as soon as I finish," he assured her.<br/><br/>He stopped for a moment in front of the door, noticing a small round object on the ground. He blushed slightly as he deduced the original reason Larea had been laying on the floor. He bent down and picked it up, turning back to Larea, still blushing. "Sorry," he said, "apparently not<span style="font-style: italic">all</span>of it was in front of my door."<br/><br/>So he left briefly to put away his things. And of course to do and apparently necessary inventory check.