"I can suggest a few places for dancing, if you'd like. Places that aren't as crowded or that require you to come with a partner. Maybe those would be more to your liking?" There's no telling if they'd enjoy it, but it seems worth offering. Amelia can always give them the information and let her friends decide for themselves what to do with it. They're certainly not required to do anything that doesn't appeal to them, especially in a place as wide and as varied as the Nexus.
The rogue is grateful that Adia moves away from going on happily about her relationship with Caspar. She would never say anything about it and ruin her friend's mood, but not hearing about it certainly helps. Her smile becomes more relaxed as she nods. "With any luck, it will be," she agrees. "Let's head out, if you're ready."
Grabbing her cup in one hand, Amelia offers her hand to Adia and nods to the door. It feels good to walk hand-in-hand with someone like this again, though Amelia has to remind herself several times as they make their way around several corners and down a few streets that it's not Harley next to her. Dreams, why must this be so difficult for her heart to take? If this was for her benefit as much as Harley's, why must it continue to ache like this?
"Ahh, there we go," she says suddenly, drawing attention to a quaint little hardware store as they turn a last corner. There's a few strange contraptions standing in the windows and wrought into the... gate that stands in place of a door, but Amelia leads them in without hesitation. A store with steampunk humidifiers stacked next to parts for consoles in a space faring vessel are hardly extraordinary after so many years in this place. "You said we should look for cleaning supplies here - was there anything else that might be good to pick up before we move on?"
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The rogue is grateful that Adia moves away from going on happily about her relationship with Caspar. She would never say anything about it and ruin her friend's mood, but not hearing about it certainly helps. Her smile becomes more relaxed as she nods. "With any luck, it will be," she agrees. "Let's head out, if you're ready."
Grabbing her cup in one hand, Amelia offers her hand to Adia and nods to the door. It feels good to walk hand-in-hand with someone like this again, though Amelia has to remind herself several times as they make their way around several corners and down a few streets that it's not Harley next to her. Dreams, why must this be so difficult for her heart to take? If this was for her benefit as much as Harley's, why must it continue to ache like this?
"Ahh, there we go," she says suddenly, drawing attention to a quaint little hardware store as they turn a last corner. There's a few strange contraptions standing in the windows and wrought into the... gate that stands in place of a door, but Amelia leads them in without hesitation. A store with steampunk humidifiers stacked next to parts for consoles in a space faring vessel are hardly extraordinary after so many years in this place. "You said we should look for cleaning supplies here - was there anything else that might be good to pick up before we move on?"