[Though she was prepared to pull her legs up out of the way, in the end Ban sat mindful of them... And there really was plenty of space left available. Because he was really tall... Well, he was. But that was beside the point.]
Do not be sick in my bed.
[He could at least be trusted to bring a decent brew with him, though, she had to admit- and it was nice to drink something familiar. Pursing her lips, Sieglinde looked again between the bedroll and the man now seated on her mattress, thinking.]
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Do not be sick in my bed.
[He could at least be trusted to bring a decent brew with him, though, she had to admit- and it was nice to drink something familiar. Pursing her lips, Sieglinde looked again between the bedroll and the man now seated on her mattress, thinking.]
... Did you lose your key again?