[ Rinoa's eyes widen at the sight of the daggers on the newcomer's back, and for a moment she seriously regrets deciding on the course of action that left her blaster edge on the bed. When he doesn't return the handshake, she backs up to the bed, her gaze cautious and fixed on him as she sits down next to the weapon. It's a little more awkward to use when it isn't strapped on, but it'll work just the same. Still, her smile is friendly enough despite her caution, the woman continuing to put her trust in her companion for now. ]
It's nice to meet you, Cole. Anyway, don't you need like... I dunno, a space to put stuff?
[ Sure, it's not like any of them has a lot on their person right now but... that could change, right? Wouldn't it be better to have somewhere just in case that happened? Or if time suddenly started to make sense again and their bodies remembered how to feel tired? ]
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It's nice to meet you, Cole. Anyway, don't you need like... I dunno, a space to put stuff?
[ Sure, it's not like any of them has a lot on their person right now but... that could change, right? Wouldn't it be better to have somewhere just in case that happened? Or if time suddenly started to make sense again and their bodies remembered how to feel tired? ]