Howl glances only briefly to her when he feels her grip tighten on his shirt and he shifts just slightly to cover that hand with his own. It was a good thing she was light – but then that was to be expected considering that she was (despite her earlier protests) just a girl.
She's probably no older than fifteen. Though my own estimate could be wrong. He turns his head, his eyes half-lidded as he looks down at her. "It’s either you’re quiet because I frighten you, or you’re quiet because you have nowhere to go." He looked up and away from her again, his feet just skimming the ground as he led them past the pawnshop, the streets, houses, and straight on towards the Haja o Que Houver.
"Or," he murmured, "you do have somewhere to go, but you don’t plan on telling me just yet." When the road came into view he slowed his pace, sure now that whoever had thought to follow them was well behind.
Halting, he set her down on the ground and faced her, one hand coming up to brush the bangs out of his eyes. "Which is it?" He tilted his head to one side. "Though you needn’t worry. I’m tired and too lazy to go any further than that hotel." He lifted a finger to point to the lights of where he'd spent the previous day. "So you’re welcome to stay with me if you like." He turned away then, fingers brushing lightly through the strands of pale blonde that fell to his shoulders.
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She's probably no older than fifteen. Though my own estimate could be wrong. He turns his head, his eyes half-lidded as he looks down at her. "It’s either you’re quiet because I frighten you, or you’re quiet because you have nowhere to go." He looked up and away from her again, his feet just skimming the ground as he led them past the pawnshop, the streets, houses, and straight on towards the Haja o Que Houver.
"Or," he murmured, "you do have somewhere to go, but you don’t plan on telling me just yet." When the road came into view he slowed his pace, sure now that whoever had thought to follow them was well behind.
Halting, he set her down on the ground and faced her, one hand coming up to brush the bangs out of his eyes. "Which is it?" He tilted his head to one side. "Though you needn’t worry. I’m tired and too lazy to go any further than that hotel." He lifted a finger to point to the lights of where he'd spent the previous day. "So you’re welcome to stay with me if you like." He turned away then, fingers brushing lightly through the strands of pale blonde that fell to his shoulders.
He was tired.