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He was being so quiet. Had it been a mistake to ask? Had she done something wrong? Oh goodness, maybe he was trying to find a polite way to tell her no? She bit her lip gently, the awkward silence making her nervous and she was debating if she could take back the offer somehow to save the situation. Amelia gripped the notebook a bit tighter, trying to judge if she should just jot down nevermind or something. That was when he surprised her with blurting out ‘oh!’ as if he had come to a decision. She waited for it, knowing that he had finally found a way to let her off gently. Why was she surprised? Jack was always the better one at making friends in her opinion. 

She let go of the breath she didn’t realize she had been holding and her eyes widened a bit. Did she just hear him correctly? He had said yes? It took her a moment to truly register his actual response instead of debating on it but when she did, a dazzling bright smile lit up her features. Amelia felt happy, light even as skipped lightly to the doorway before giving a small twirl so she was facing Ludwig once more. She waved him over excitedly, letting him know that she was more than willing to lead the way. It really was a nice surprise that he said yes and now she just had to hope that Jack had made it to the diner by now. If not, at least she had company and she could introduce him to some more of the locals or possibly play tour guide. Heck, there might even be some other tourists there since it was a popular location. 

She waited, letting him lock up the room before heading down the hallway. A quick wave goodbye was given to Ein before she exited the inn. She tried to move quickly, not really wanted to get rained on at that precise moment even though it was her favorite kind of weather. Amelia traveled down the dirt path, stopping every now and then to not get ahead or to check that she hadn’t lost her companion. It didn’t take both of them long to reach the diner. She opened the door confidently, plopping into her usual booth before patting the table top across from her, letting Ludwig know to have a seat. It didn’t look like her brother had made it yet but nothing she could do about that. If they were lucky, he would be there soon and she could at least introduce him to a few faces she did recognize but that was for later. For now, the main focus was food and the delicious smells in the air were all the more tempting. If she wasn’t careful, her stomach might just eat itself if she waited much longer. 

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