[ Dawn, too, is a little flustered to be seeing Cellar again, in a way that is maybe not strictly proportional to just having a smoke with a new friend (though she'd certainly chalk it up to that). She brushes her hair, straightens her clothes, and adjusts her makeup in the mirror before dashing off, smiling preemptively and resisting the urge to wave like a nervous schoolgirl. ]
Oh!
[ She gasps slightly, seeing how... well, good Cellar looks, in a way that's quite startling given her recent injuries. (And also in general. But that part isn't startling.) Unsure of how to articulate as much, Dawn simply smiles, approaching with a bit of a spring in her step. ]
So do you. You, um, you look like you're feeling better?
Yeah β [ And she looks very happy about that. Nick saved her months upon months of pain and recovery, bless him. ] I got some help from a friend. This place can be pretty amazing sometimes.
[ Holding out a hand, she tips her head. Take it, Dawn. Let's be #galpals. ]
How's it been treating you? You haven't run into any assholes, I hope.
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Oh!
[ She gasps slightly, seeing how... well, good Cellar looks, in a way that's quite startling given her recent injuries. (And also in general. But that part isn't startling.) Unsure of how to articulate as much, Dawn simply smiles, approaching with a bit of a spring in her step. ]
So do you. You, um, you look like you're feeling better?
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[ Holding out a hand, she tips her head. Take it, Dawn. Let's be #galpals. ]
How's it been treating you? You haven't run into any assholes, I hope.