[A shirt can be a future lesson, if her frequent guests have even left anything that will fit him.
She smiles and reaches for his hand to lead him from the room. This time the contact is intended purely to be a source of comfort for him, but Wanda would be lying if she said she didn't also enjoy it.]
This is your room for as long as you want to stay.
[Leaving the room, they find themselves facing another door. Wanda continues:] That door is my room. If you need something or you're afraid, I want you to wake me up, all right? I am probably not actually sleeping.
[Moving left is the room they first entered: a shared kitchen and dining space. The cooking fire seems a little off - it's just a little bit too red to be natural fire. Here there are many rugs and furs on the floor, and there's even the tiniest of bars to accommodate her guests.
The table, however, might be most interesting - the tablecloth is richly embroidered with sigils of fae origin seamlessly woven into the design along the edges.]
This is where we eat. I have some soup cooking for later, but I can get anything you want.
[And behind them, past the bedrooms, is the living space. There's a large fireplace here, still with odd red-tinted fire, surrounded by very comfy chairs and piles of extra pillows and blankets. Ivy winds around the fireplace and the mantel is covered in candles and crystals, The rugs here are more luxurious than the ones elsewhere in the house, clearly made for sitting on.
There are several musical instruments in the room, too, and a small scattering of sheet music.]
This is the living room and most of my books. You can read anything you want, and I have some games if you want to learn.
[There's the basement, and the ladder to the loft, and Wanda thinks about leaving it at that but...no, the loft is a treat and she wants to see the look on his face.]
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[A shirt can be a future lesson, if her frequent guests have even left anything that will fit him.
She smiles and reaches for his hand to lead him from the room. This time the contact is intended purely to be a source of comfort for him, but Wanda would be lying if she said she didn't also enjoy it.]
This is your room for as long as you want to stay.
[Leaving the room, they find themselves facing another door. Wanda continues:] That door is my room. If you need something or you're afraid, I want you to wake me up, all right? I am probably not actually sleeping.
[Moving left is the room they first entered: a shared kitchen and dining space. The cooking fire seems a little off - it's just a little bit too red to be natural fire. Here there are many rugs and furs on the floor, and there's even the tiniest of bars to accommodate her guests.
The table, however, might be most interesting - the tablecloth is richly embroidered with sigils of fae origin seamlessly woven into the design along the edges.]
This is where we eat. I have some soup cooking for later, but I can get anything you want.
[And behind them, past the bedrooms, is the living space. There's a large fireplace here, still with odd red-tinted fire, surrounded by very comfy chairs and piles of extra pillows and blankets. Ivy winds around the fireplace and the mantel is covered in candles and crystals, The rugs here are more luxurious than the ones elsewhere in the house, clearly made for sitting on.
There are several musical instruments in the room, too, and a small scattering of sheet music.]
This is the living room and most of my books. You can read anything you want, and I have some games if you want to learn.
[There's the basement, and the ladder to the loft, and Wanda thinks about leaving it at that but...no, the loft is a treat and she wants to see the look on his face.]
Do you want to see the loft?