[Felix's reaction is—telling, and Olivine's expression softens even more.]
Of course, please come in. [stepping back from the door, he gestures welcoming with one hand.] I don't have much room to sit, but make yourself comfortable.
[There's a small seat near a table that doesn't look all that comfortable, and then the bed. The room itself is sparsely decorated but neat, and the air smells mildly sweet, probably owing to the small plate of herbs drying on the table.]
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Of course, please come in. [stepping back from the door, he gestures welcoming with one hand.] I don't have much room to sit, but make yourself comfortable.
[There's a small seat near a table that doesn't look all that comfortable, and then the bed. The room itself is sparsely decorated but neat, and the air smells mildly sweet, probably owing to the small plate of herbs drying on the table.]