[Mara goes still, tensing for action, but her eyes flutter closed. Someone's coming, and she can barely feel their minds, but- the sense of alertness, curiosity, searching. They're close, getting closer.]
(Blend in. If we need to speak, follow my lead.) [Mara picks up her broom and gets to cleaning. She hopes the guards will pass right by their door, oblivious, but if not, she doesn't intend to get caught looking suspicious.]
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( Blend in. If we need to speak, follow my lead. ) [Mara picks up her broom and gets to cleaning. She hopes the guards will pass right by their door, oblivious, but if not, she doesn't intend to get caught looking suspicious.]