The front door closes behind them, and the night air feels almost cool enough to clear the house from Abby’s shoulders. Arthur keeps her hand in his as they step down the quiet sidewalk, the neighborhood lit in soft porch-glow and a few tired streetlamps.
Arthur
That went better than I expected.
He glances at her, then at the empty street ahead. His fingers loosen and tighten once around hers, like he is still deciding how to hold all of this at once.
Arthur
I want us to keep doing this part honestly, the hard parts too. Not just the easy parts.
Arthur’s mother lingers in the doorway behind them, watching with a softened, practical concern. She does not interrupt, only lets the silence say she is still thinking about meals, rides, and next steps.
Arthur's Mother
You both come by if you need food, or if you need a ride. No drama, just call.
Arthur’s father stays a half-step back inside, arms folded, expression steadier now than before. The porch light catches the careful way he studies Abby and Arthur together, as if making room for them in his head.
Arthur's Father
We can work with this. Just keep talking to each other.
Abby
The street is quiet enough to hear their breathing settle.
Arthur turns back to Abby, shoulders easing. The world feels smaller here, gentler, with no audience but the night. He gives her hand a slow squeeze as they stand between going home and staying a moment longer.
✓ Quest Accepted
Keep building their life together honestly
“Squeeze Arthur's hand back and lead him toward the car to head home.”
SUCCESS (Superb Agility, rolled +2)