[ Absorbed as she is in the math, Alice is only peripherally aware that someone is walking toward the back office. It's only when he speaks, however, that she bothers to look up; and since she knows his voice, her eyes go wide and her heart rate spikes. ]
Eliot.
[ She freezes in place. Eliot. They've been through so much together, all of it because they both loved one man around whom great and horrible adventures swarmed. They loved him, mourned him, and made a pilgrimage to say goodbye to him.
And now, they're in this weird, desolate place. A fellow magician. A trusted friend.
She puts the pen down and stands up. ]
Jesus. I'm so glad you're here.
[ Her voice cracks a little there. She was starting to feel really isolated, not unlike when she was in Library prison, though the guilt wasn't as massive this time. ]
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Eliot.
[ She freezes in place. Eliot. They've been through so much together, all of it because they both loved one man around whom great and horrible adventures swarmed. They loved him, mourned him, and made a pilgrimage to say goodbye to him.
And now, they're in this weird, desolate place. A fellow magician. A trusted friend.
She puts the pen down and stands up. ]
Jesus. I'm so glad you're here.
[ Her voice cracks a little there. She was starting to feel really isolated, not unlike when she was in Library prison, though the guilt wasn't as massive this time. ]