[He sounds hopeful for a moment, but then his face sours a bit as he stares at her with obvious scrutiny.]
You look naught like a dragoon I have ever seen...
[But then she's scrambling to the window, and he watches her with eyes like saucers—what she says next offers him no comfort at all.]
Oh gods! What are you doing—get down, get down or it'll see you!
[Now it's his turn to scramble over to her, grabbing her by the arm and tugging. He certainly seems pretty convincing in his panic, but for all she knows, he might just be really good at this pretend thing!]
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[He sounds hopeful for a moment, but then his face sours a bit as he stares at her with obvious scrutiny.]
You look naught like a dragoon I have ever seen...
[But then she's scrambling to the window, and he watches her with eyes like saucers—what she says next offers him no comfort at all.]
Oh gods! What are you doing—get down, get down or it'll see you!
[Now it's his turn to scramble over to her, grabbing her by the arm and tugging. He certainly seems pretty convincing in his panic, but for all she knows, he might just be really good at this pretend thing!]