A quirked eyebrow, and a smirk. "I wasn't aware we were having renovations. That's all right." Picking up her bag, Celes walked through the apartment, coming to what she assumed was the second--his--bedroom. "I'll sleep here until you're done. Be a dear and help me unpack my things, won't you?" She could either count on gentleman's honor, or start making assumptions that he would throw a fit. Honestly, she hoped the latter; this whole displacement thing had her tired and looking for a way to let off some steam.
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