[ The redheaded reaper holds her breath to resist snickering at that unintentional pun! Regardless, she's smiling when she stands up to offer her hand - and not simply by extending it to him, as that would be rather useless, lack of eyesight in mind. No, she carefully cups her hand under his. A surprisingly considerate move, perhaps, but he's at a terrible disadvantage, at the moment. ]
Why don't I take you back to your flat, and we can search for them together, mm?
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Why don't I take you back to your flat, and we can search for them together, mm?