[He doesn't seem offended at all. He just nods, understanding, before he turns and allows her to follow. He'll give her space. Her comfort means more to him than his, at the moment.]
It's not too far away. [He takes a few shortcuts he knows, before they both come out to a little nook in the corner of a street, where a table has been set out in front of what has to be the smallest little cafe. Though, probably calling it a cafe would be a compliment. But Steinbeck isn't here for food - he pulls out a chair at the table for Alice, ever so politely, before taking his own seat. He props an elbow on the table, smiling warmly over at her.]
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It's not too far away. [He takes a few shortcuts he knows, before they both come out to a little nook in the corner of a street, where a table has been set out in front of what has to be the smallest little cafe. Though, probably calling it a cafe would be a compliment. But Steinbeck isn't here for food - he pulls out a chair at the table for Alice, ever so politely, before taking his own seat. He props an elbow on the table, smiling warmly over at her.]
Your hair's gotten so long. It really fits you.