[Nill doesn't worry about him letting go of her hand. To be honest, she's sort of glad for the opportunity to put it back in her pocket, too. Most of the body heat she's running on is left over from being at work, but it's quickly being siphoned away by the night chill. Getting inside is a godsend, and she closes the wooden doors after them, letting out a short huff as she does.
When she sees his shades (not his eyes) looking at her, she offers a smile and gestures down the aisle towards the back of the church. It's usually warmer back there anyway, and it's where the sacristy is. Just a second after she points, she starts back towards it, wings rustling beneath her jacket, already uncomfortable from being squished against her back.]
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When she sees his shades (not his eyes) looking at her, she offers a smile and gestures down the aisle towards the back of the church. It's usually warmer back there anyway, and it's where the sacristy is. Just a second after she points, she starts back towards it, wings rustling beneath her jacket, already uncomfortable from being squished against her back.]