Reaction to "The Casting Of Pawns"

[adarkerangel]

((Original fic here))

*Mastema isn't aware of what Zelenin is reading, of course. He's currently dusting off the pews. This place doesn't get used very often, but it's no excuse to leave it in disrepair.*

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[secular_saint]

*She read it, of course. The long note tucked inside the book. Of what Mastema related to her so intimately... She does her best to keep herself composed as she approaches him. She hasn't come up with anything to say. What do you say to that? She embraces him instead, tightly, reassuring.*

[adarkerangel]

*He sets the dust rag down to embrace her in return. This isn't an everyday affectionate hug, but he can't think of what the cause might be.* Nadya? Is something the matter?

[secular_saint]

*she swallows.* ...I found your note.

Dammit, I didn't want to submit it yet.

[adarkerangel]

...Oh. *He returns the embrace a bit more tightly.* I...I could not keep it hidden from you...