[As promised, it doesn't take her long to come zooming up — and it is zooming, as a matter of fact, because it turns out today she's on wheels as she makes her way through the streets. It's obvious that the cobblestone isn't optimal for gliding on with the Rollerblades she's got strapped to her feet, but the sidewalks are at least a little better, and what she lacks in the ability to fly she makes up for in her determination to hit her stride anyway.
So she glides to a halt as Arnold trots along beside her, mildly surprised to see him already outside waiting for her, and waves anyway by way of greeting.]
Come on! It wasn't that long.
[He's all wound up, isn't he? It makes her sad, a little bit, to notice that; more likely than not she's not going to be able to do anything about it, and in fact might only make it worse instead of setting him at ease like she'd want to.]
And it's not that far of a walk, either, where we're going. I won't keep you out too late.
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So she glides to a halt as Arnold trots along beside her, mildly surprised to see him already outside waiting for her, and waves anyway by way of greeting.]
Come on! It wasn't that long.
[He's all wound up, isn't he? It makes her sad, a little bit, to notice that; more likely than not she's not going to be able to do anything about it, and in fact might only make it worse instead of setting him at ease like she'd want to.]
And it's not that far of a walk, either, where we're going. I won't keep you out too late.