[ Eurydice enters, making her way a few paces into the room, but she doesn't come too close. She can see the tools he's using, and even though he's probably not here to do anything bad with them, she doesn't know for sure. She doesn't know him well enough, doesn't trust him.
But he doesn't sound threatening. He sounds like a perfectly nice man. So she'll make her way over to the clothes, glancing back at him every so often. ]
That's me. [ Cautiously: ] I don't think I know your name.
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But he doesn't sound threatening. He sounds like a perfectly nice man. So she'll make her way over to the clothes, glancing back at him every so often. ]
That's me. [ Cautiously: ] I don't think I know your name.