[She stops at the fountain first, pulling off her gloves and scooping up water to scrub her face with. Then she dries her hands on her coat and joins Leon on the bench.]
I'm okay. Just tired. [Not the bone-weariness of the first few days, but the kind of tired that comes from a day of hard work and sends her to bed not long after the sun sets.] What about you?
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I'm okay. Just tired. [Not the bone-weariness of the first few days, but the kind of tired that comes from a day of hard work and sends her to bed not long after the sun sets.] What about you?