[Her confusion is still audible in her voice, even if her face isn't quite matching it. Her expression still feels kind of frozen, like she's not sure exactly what face to make, so it settles into apathetic neutrality by default.]
There's rooftop access. Over there. [She points to the little trapdoor that opens to a ladder. Strictly speaking, she maybe shouldn't be up here, but... eh. The locals think the building is hers, so who's going to tell her not to?]
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[Her confusion is still audible in her voice, even if her face isn't quite matching it. Her expression still feels kind of frozen, like she's not sure exactly what face to make, so it settles into apathetic neutrality by default.]
There's rooftop access. Over there. [She points to the little trapdoor that opens to a ladder. Strictly speaking, she maybe shouldn't be up here, but... eh. The locals think the building is hers, so who's going to tell her not to?]