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[ with her latest idea for an article revolving around the different ways that people from Rieze Maxia lived, it was only right that Leia would need to do some legwork before she could start writing. even if she had been born and raised there, she didn't know all of the ins and outs of every city, and besides— research was an important part of journalism.

of course, even the best reporters needed ~~sidekicks~~ help once in a while so, naturally, she had decided to drag Alvin along on her little adventure. he wasn't bad company these days, and she figured he would be especially useful when it came to their first stop: Xian Du.

... which brings her to where she is now, knocking on the door to his room in Kanbalar's inn. ]

Hey! Are you ready? We should probably head out soon, you know.

[ she might sound a little impatient, but there's no real bite behind her words; even if they're out here on business (sort of), she's not that uptight. ]

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Oh yeah?

[ she's starting to sound curious now, watch out— ]

What is it?

[a light grin.]

I'll tell you later.

Why can't you tell me now?

[ ... this is going to drive her nuts.

but he's in luck if he wants to keep dodging her questions, because the inn is in sight now. ]

Because you're a sick patient. [and it would actually kind of ruin the mood, but he won't say that.]

Now you wanna hope off or want me to carry you inside?

[ she gives him a look as best as she can, being on his back and all, and then loosens her hold on him. ]

You can go ahead and let me down. I feel good enough to walk the rest of the way by myself.

Hm...now I kind of do want to carry you in.

[definitely a mischievous tone in his voice, especially since he's still walking toward the inn and not stopping.]

I thought I was super heavy?

[ there's a note of suspicion in her voice and she moves so that she's gripping his shoulders instead of keeping her arms looped around his neck, but she's not going to put up too much of a fight over this yet— not only does she not want to cause any problems for the inn's staff (she's been in their shoes, after all), but. being carried is also kind of nice, in a way. ]

So heavy that I could drop you on the ground right now.

[of course he's joking, but...are his arms around her legs starting to slack a little?]

But you won't, because you said you wouldn't let me fall, right?

[ and she grips his shoulders a little tighter, because she can feel his hold on her getting looser. ]

Right, and I stand by that. But deliberately dropping and letting you fall are two different things.

[smirking a bit more as the grip slacks off a little more...]

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Come on, cut it out!

[ the fact that he's talking about dropping her really isn't doing anything to ease her mind. ]

If you're going to let me down, just do it normally.

I thought you liked new experiences.

[and are his arms sliding further back up her legs? ...not in the suggestive way, but you know in the pulling back kind of way&mdahs;Leia this is your fault for wearing shorts.

at any rate, he still has her, but it's now seriously questionable.]

Yeah, but not ones like this!

[ by which she means ones that might end with her getting hurt when she's already sick.

and even if it's not meant to be suggestive, she squirms a little when he shifts his hold on her, digging her nails into his shoulders. ]

What are you even trying to do?

[and there go the nails digging into his shoulders. still, he only laughs as he readjust his arms to properly hold her again.]

Relax—I'm just messing with you.

[messing with a sick person, Alvin.]

[ she gradually loosens her grip on his shoulders until she can slide her arms around him again. that doesn't mean she's going to forgive him so easily, though. ]

I'm going to use your scarf as a tissue if you keep this up.

[ and she sniffles, but it probably sounds more pathetic than threatening. ]

Hey now, that is a top of the line brand you know. You'd be covering for the dry cleaning costs.

[but there's no real bite to his words. even if it is true. they're reaching the end of the main road and the inn is just a few feet away.]

Besides, we're here. [though he doesn't seem to indicate that he's going to let her down.]

Don't worry, it was just a joke.

[ she looks up at the entrance to the inn, and then at him. ]

So, are you going to let me down for real this time?

Think you can make it?

[serious question.]

Yeah, probably. It's not like it's really far or anything.

All right. I just don't want you collapsing on me.

[and he'll crouch down a bit so she can hop off more easily, waiting for her to loosen her grip before loosening his own arms to let her go.]

[ she lets go of him once she's sure it's safe, and then moves so she can stand beside him.

her legs kind of feel like jelly, especially compared to how good she felt before they watched the fireworks, but she's making a conscious effort not to let that show. instead, she grins up at him. ]

Aw, are you worried about me?

Maybe a little.

]as he continues the joking tone. however he really is concerned so he'll be keeping an eye on her. if she staggers or stumbles, he is definitely going to be quick to react and catch her.

but he'll open the door for her.]

Are you sure it's not more than just a little?

[ and she heads through the door.

walking through the lobby isn't really a problem, but she keeps a tight grip on the railing as she starts up the stairs. ]

[staying close beside her.]

And if I said it was more than just a little?

[ ... if he was seriously worried then she'd probably feel bad, but she doesn't say that. instead, she glances up at him as she reaches the top of the staircase.

so far, so good. ]

Well... I guess I'd be kind of touched.

[ which is also the truth. ]