[ He steps over to the couch and scoops Jesse up carefully, carrying her off to her room and tucking her into her bed. She barely even stirs after such an eventful day, thankfully. Harrison quietly pulls the door until it clicks shut, then makes his way across the apartment to the other bedroom before closing that door behind him as well, turning to face Cisco. ]
She's not a light sleeper, but . . .
[ At that, he trails off and shrugs his shoulders, stepping over to sit down on the edge of the bed. Slowly, he kicks off his shoes and pulls off his coat, tossing both to the side and idly rubs at his arms. The bruising was . . . well. Not great, which made him all the more thankful that he favored long-sleeved shirts. Harrison forces a half-smile onto his face as he glances over at Cisco. ]
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She's not a light sleeper, but . . .
[ At that, he trails off and shrugs his shoulders, stepping over to sit down on the edge of the bed. Slowly, he kicks off his shoes and pulls off his coat, tossing both to the side and idly rubs at his arms. The bruising was . . . well. Not great, which made him all the more thankful that he favored long-sleeved shirts. Harrison forces a half-smile onto his face as he glances over at Cisco. ]
We'll just have to keep it down.