[ Buffy sits forward to take the containers, stacking them on her lap and holding them steady with both hands. She seems to collect herself before looking over to Alainn, a weary but grateful smile on her lips. ]
Thank you.
[ And she seems to be saying that for more than just the food. The heaviness of her moment with Myri is broken, and she uses that as the onus to push to her feet. She steps away from the couch and turns back towards them. ] Try to at least get a little sleep? [ Flicking her eyes between each, she directs the comment to all of them in turn, then slips out the door of the hotel room and into the hall. ]
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Thank you.
[ And she seems to be saying that for more than just the food. The heaviness of her moment with Myri is broken, and she uses that as the onus to push to her feet. She steps away from the couch and turns back towards them. ] Try to at least get a little sleep? [ Flicking her eyes between each, she directs the comment to all of them in turn, then slips out the door of the hotel room and into the hall. ]