An unlocked door isn't the same as an invitation, though.
[Estelle is being a little stubborn on this point, even if she is drawn by curiosity to know more about the rooms. It might also just be the mortification at getting caught snooping by the receptionist, and on her very first day here, too!
And yet-]
Don't worry about the storm. It'll blow right through.
[At that simple response from the receptionist, one which she's apparently not yet heard, her embarrassment is rapidly replaced by a questioning look, which she turns to Cecelia.]
...Is it storming? It didn't look that way earlier...
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[Estelle is being a little stubborn on this point, even if she is drawn by curiosity to know more about the rooms. It might also just be the mortification at getting caught snooping by the receptionist, and on her very first day here, too!
And yet-]
Don't worry about the storm. It'll blow right through.
[At that simple response from the receptionist, one which she's apparently not yet heard, her embarrassment is rapidly replaced by a questioning look, which she turns to Cecelia.]
...Is it storming? It didn't look that way earlier...