undread | alfyn

[ whether he carries her or someone else does, alfyn will be waiting for her to be released from the swamp with a blanket ready to wrap around her for. modesty? comfort? an effort to dry her slightly if she's freshly unswamped?

just the deepest concern in the world. ]

Hey, Miss Laudna, you alright with some company..?

[yes she will wrap the blanket around her and let him guide her wherever.]

...Yes. Some company is alright.

[ swaddles the poor pathetic wet cat. he'll walk her back to the haunted house so she can get cleaned up and changed, before curfew strikes. ]

Anythin' I can get you? [ he's on watch for a swamp side effect, fussy. ] I know how bad these things can get.

It just makes me happy to know that you're worried about me.

[that truly does make her happy! anyway, whatever side effect she has, it doesn't appear to be physical at the moment.]

Well, 'course. [ genuinely, and with a bit of a smile. ] Just want to make sure that you're gonna be feelin' alright for the night.

[ can't really do much about curfew and murder night, but. trying not to think about that. ]