[Xanth memorizes the number, which isn't hard; her room is even on the same floor as his. He takes a moment to make sure he's at least halfway presentable, but there's not much he can do on such short notice. His hair is still long, down his shoulders, and unwashed; his clothes are still rumpled; and he's still thinner than he should be.
He makes his way over to Aara's room, but it takes longer than he'd like and by the time he's there, he's winded.
No, no, no, he thinks; this is stupid. Still, he takes a few seconds to catch his breath before he knocks on the door.]
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[Xanth memorizes the number, which isn't hard; her room is even on the same floor as his. He takes a moment to make sure he's at least halfway presentable, but there's not much he can do on such short notice. His hair is still long, down his shoulders, and unwashed; his clothes are still rumpled; and he's still thinner than he should be.
He makes his way over to Aara's room, but it takes longer than he'd like and by the time he's there, he's winded.
No, no, no, he thinks; this is stupid. Still, he takes a few seconds to catch his breath before he knocks on the door.]