[ He nods quickly and follows, glancing at the offered hand but not taking it. At the moment it just confuses him, not expecting a gesture that intimate from someone he's just met, so he figures he must have misread it somehow. ]
Thank you. [ He looks back over his shoulder a couple times as they leave, as if expecting the parchment to follow them or something. How did they know? is one question on his mind. How is it my fault? is definitely another. ] Those, um, those lists...
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Thank you. [ He looks back over his shoulder a couple times as they leave, as if expecting the parchment to follow them or something. How did they know? is one question on his mind. How is it my fault? is definitely another. ] Those, um, those lists...