relaxing rain

Charlotte beamed at Jareth, glad he liked her idea. By all means, my friend, make yourself comfortable. She gave a vague gesture about the room. It wasn't much, but there was a desk he could sit at, or even on the bed. She'd grab her own notes and take the spot he didn't occupy.

Periodically, she'd glance to the window, or glance over to Jareth. A few thoughts and questions bubbled to the forefront of her mind, but in the end she kept quiet. If he was focused on the notes she'd taken, she didn't want to interrupt.

Only when she'd note the passing of the rain would she say something, and start gathering up some things for the trip. It wasn't terribly far, but she didn't want to go without supplies. It would never do to travel anywhere unprepared - especially with how unpredictable things could be now with the Veil gone.