[ He left the door ajar. Susato gently pushes it open with her free hand on her way in, still unable to say anything. The sound of running water echoes the walls, and then she sees his face by the candlelight, through the steam.
She places her candle with the rest of them. At some point on the journey over, she'd gotten a towel for herself, too. She drapes it onto the towel bar next to his, all the while staring at him. She still is, when she places a hand on the shower room door. ]
You are smiling. [ He's been doing that more lately. She thinks. ]
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She places her candle with the rest of them. At some point on the journey over, she'd gotten a towel for herself, too. She drapes it onto the towel bar next to his, all the while staring at him. She still is, when she places a hand on the shower room door. ]
You are smiling. [ He's been doing that more lately. She thinks. ]