[Her cheeks colour slightly at the contact, and she realises she's grateful herself that she won't have to dwell on the day's events alone. She has acquaintances here, people she likes well enough, but not much in the way of friends. So at least there's this.
She takes his arm as they leave, and is content to talk of nothing in particular—or not much at all—on the way back to his quarters.]
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She takes his arm as they leave, and is content to talk of nothing in particular—or not much at all—on the way back to his quarters.]