[ her observations yield interesting little results: the strange smell of clove cigarettes that lightly clings to his cloak, the guarded alertness in his posture, the way he keeps his back turned so that he can watch all entrances.
frau smiles wanly at prim and then leads down to give her a quick, but strong hug.
"You'll do just fine, dear. I know it. We'll miss you."
she pulls back, clasping her hands together nervously as if unsure what to do with them. not that she's relieved the girl, the stranger seems to want nothing more to do with her and turns towards the door without a word of goodbye. ]
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frau smiles wanly at prim and then leads down to give her a quick, but strong hug.
"You'll do just fine, dear. I know it. We'll miss you."
she pulls back, clasping her hands together nervously as if unsure what to do with them. not that she's relieved the girl, the stranger seems to want nothing more to do with her and turns towards the door without a word of goodbye. ]