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[ellectrical]

This time, Elle stopped running before she collapsed.

As she’d started about noon, it was now nearing dusk. The sky was a deep blue slipping further into black, and Elle had dropped to the ground, sitting cross-legged in the grass near the shoreline of the lake, watching the sunlight along it dissipate as the evening deepened.

Her breathing, which not so long ago had been harsh and ragged, had evened out by now, deep and slow, so that she barely seemed to move. She didn’t flinch or even glance away at the sounds of others on the grounds, or to any sudden ripples in the water. Though her eyes on the water, she seemed to follow nothing at all, her expression not closed, but empty.

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[ellectrical]

"I like a break sometimes."

Now that she doesn't have to do it all the time.

[cutting_edgex23]

"Maybe someone can -- ward -- a room for you. Upstairs. So you are not in the cells."

She doesn't fidget, not really. Though the hand she's got on Elle's arm twitches, just that bit more than fractionally.

"If -- I do not know if you do not like them."

[ellectrical]

"I don't know if it matters."

Exchanging one secured room for another. The purpose is the same.

[cutting_edgex23]

"Okay," X says.

It is not her place to decide what is relevant.

[ellectrical]

"Unless it's a problem," she amends.

[cutting_edgex23]

"I do not think it is. If you do not mind."

X starts to shrug, then stops herself.

[ellectrical]

Elle doesn't nod, or make any sort of response.

But she shifts, moving her arm from X's reach, but taking her hand in her own instead.

[cutting_edgex23]

X twines her fingers with Elle's.

And stays silent.