"Is there anything you'd like me to tell them about this, or just that you're feeling up to company again?" he asks. It's easy to hold himself prim and proper, let her lean on his shoulder as he leads them out of the greenhouse and towards the elevator.
"You can tell them what you'd like." Her voice was sleepy, a little tired. She didn't mind just leaning against him, and thought of calling Vincent to let him know she was coming over to sleep.
"John will find out as it is, just be...gentle if you can, if he's this upset about it."
"However John reacts with me, I want you to remember that he will never try and make it your problem," he reminds her with a soft squeeze. "Or whoever it is you might be having problems with."
He presses the elevator call button, and glances back down at her. "Ah- which floor would you like to go to? I don't actually know where your room is."
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"John will find out as it is, just be...gentle if you can, if he's this upset about it."
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He presses the elevator call button, and glances back down at her. "Ah- which floor would you like to go to? I don't actually know where your room is."
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When he realized how badly off she was.
Since Vincent hadn't told Arthur of their arrangement, she simply said:
"I'm on the fourth floor. Guess you'll have a reason to visit it more often huh?"