[She looked at all the random collection of things he set on the couch. Some of them she could understand. Even the books. Not like they could watch TV here. But some of the other things... she gave him a querying look, eyebrow quirked. Weird guy. Got it. But she'd have to keep her eye on him, clearly.
Faith bent down on her side and lifted. The movement was shift and easy. And silent- don't worry! Nothing in her grip or stance indicated strain. It was a solid couch too, not some crappy light futon.]
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Faith bent down on her side and lifted. The movement was shift and easy. And silent- don't worry! Nothing in her grip or stance indicated strain. It was a solid couch too, not some crappy light futon.]