[color=7bcdc8]"That works for me."[/color] Sparrow thinks about taking Adam's hand again but dismisses the idea. Being so close to him felt good, and he hadn't really given her any indication that he didn't want her to continue being so friendly, but she was still sort of unsure what exactly she felt between them. Instead she keeps her hands at her sides, occasionally rubbing the cloth of her cloak between her fingers, just to give her hands something to do. With a deep breath she puts on a smile and leaves the room. Pausing outside of the room she points down the hallway. [color=7bcdc8]"The reservoir is down the hall. It's sort of like a bath house and a pool all in one,"[/color] she explains. She looks to Adam for some sort of understanding and then makes her way back up the stairs and on to the main level.

Flickers of images from the morning pass through her brain and something comes to her attention, causing her to stumble on the stairs. She falls forward and makes a failed attempt to catch herself with her hands. Instead of lessening the pain of her fall her head smashes into the top most stair on the staircase. She groans lowly and sits up on the stairs, leaning her back against the wall. [color=7bcdc8]"They should call me Grace instead of Sparrow,"[/color] she laughs halfheartedly, bringing a hand to her forehead and touching the skin as blood pools beneath it, causing the spot to gain a purple hue. [color=7bcdc8]"Sorry, this is super embarrassing... I just got distracted I think. This doesn't usually happen to me."[/color] Sparrow looks up at Adam with a dazed expression. [color=7bcdc8]"Would you mind if we made one more stop before we left? There is a trader in the main hall by the entrance who is really talented with medicine. I'd like someone to give me a once over before I leave the village, just to be safe."[/color]

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