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Eva looked at her work and nodded to Jareth's words.

"No problem. And I'll take your word about the Goblins." She said, placing the unused things back in the kit. She looked confused when he talked of the tales. She noticed his small smile, it seemed to be the first one she'd seen on him. She smirked lightly.

"But, aren't stories just..." She trailed off, thinking. Eva shrugged, and didn't question Jareth's words any further. He knew the place better than she did. And she nearly burst out laughing once again when he mentioned his thanks for her not trying to kill him. She shook her head in amusement, and finished cleaning up.

"My Gran was quite the woman. Loved to help people whenever she could. And you couldn't blame me for trying to kill you? Nah, I have no real reason to." She grabbed onto the top of one of the empty chairs. Her eyes flicked to Jareth, then she looked towards the stairs.

"This place was how I got into the Labyrinth in the first place. Did you want me to show you where that mirror was? Or did you want to rest for a bit? We do have a few spare bedrooms in this old place." She asked, figuring the King would be interested in how someone managed to get into his Kingdom, or rest from his adventures from the day.