[Shaw looks physically tired and emotionally flat, but in a way that seems pretty close to her baseline level of emotional flatness. The exhaustion reaches her eyes, but beyond that, there are no signs of distress.]
Hey.
[She holds the mugs by their handles, which she's careful not to let tip too far sideways because the brushes are sticking out of one of them. The paint sets are tucked under her arm.]
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Hey.
[She holds the mugs by their handles, which she's careful not to let tip too far sideways because the brushes are sticking out of one of them. The paint sets are tucked under her arm.]
Where do you want me to put these?