[SE] mud free zone

Lily “Why, yes” Lily replies with more than a little bit of incredulousness in her voice. She’d done all the work for the building and then the blight came and then LongNight, and she imagines that it’s probably full of dust and small rodents all over again. “How did you - ?” She can’t remember putting a sign up for the place, so maybe it was word of mouth? Or it could have been Bastien, Rex, or Remi, or - well, it doesn’t really matter how he knows, does it? Just that he does. “Where are you from? That’s not the kind of name I recognize…” In other words, it sounds foreign and non-european (don’t hold it against her, the poor girl is very, very white) She continues to inch her way back towards the door, maintaining a steady press on the mud, lest it get the wrong idea. “And yes. You look like a rapscallion.” She pauses for a beat, a matching twinkle in her eye (though he may not be able to see it). “But I like rapscallions. Scoundrels. Rogues.” Fuck, she liked the Prince of Hell. Doesn't get more scandalous than that, does it? women are like tricks by sleight of hand which, to admire, we should not understand