[ Beleth stares, baffled, at the Medicine Seller rushing up to her, then at Kit's door, then at him again. And slowly, she closes her eyes, and pinches the bridge of her nose. ]

Creators have mercy, I am so sorry. I had heard, and assumed--So we really both walked from the Gallows to come hang out at Kit's house? Do you want to go back, then? Or--I don't know. It'd be odd hanging out here, if this isn't where you're actually staying.

[ It'd also be nicer to have privacy, without the potential of Kit waltzing in. Not that she didn't like Kit, but. Privacy. ]