http://kateohara.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] kateohara.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] estdeus_innobis 2010-09-25 06:58 pm (UTC)

Glass takes my hand again, which gives me a sense of how troubled she is.

"'s why I'm not even sure how much's happening, you see? He's not-- mean, he's not even seeming worried. And think between my being at home and her brewing-- 've not seen Verdi in weeks, so's hardly's if she's hovering over him or..."

"Maybe you need to speak to Verdandi," I say after a moment. "Carefully. And not in the basement. I'm minded to trust another woman's word on what places aren't safe." I rub my thumb lightly against her knuckle, and then I reach for the teapot and top up our cups. "I saw Dorian," I say after a moment. "The other day. I went to give his watch back," I say. "He left it here when we lost our memories." I don't want to just say I went to see him to tell him off about Glass, and the watch part is true enough. "He's... different, since all that," I say. "He seemed nervous to be around me. It was strange."

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