[August nearly loses his balance, leaning heavily on his cane.]
Erm. Hello.
[He doesn’t say her name. He doesn’t know what alias she’s currently using, or if Lucien’s people are around. Or Alistair’s, come to think of it. This seems like an isolated enough place, but one never knows who’s watching.]
“As I told Jamie, sorry for ruining your holiday.”
[He knows it sounds awful, but he can’t think of what else to say.]
[That works! I have multiple levels of denial theories for how August might have survived.]
no subject
Erm. Hello.
[He doesn’t say her name. He doesn’t know what alias she’s currently using, or if Lucien’s people are around. Or Alistair’s, come to think of it. This seems like an isolated enough place, but one never knows who’s watching.]
“As I told Jamie, sorry for ruining your holiday.”
[He knows it sounds awful, but he can’t think of what else to say.]
[That works! I have multiple
levels of denialtheories for how August might have survived.]