Jaenelle is deeply distressed. She's locked herself in her study again, pacing back and forth, going over and over the events of last night and trying to decide what in Hell's name she should do. And she really has no idea. She wishes, fervently, that Saetan were here. He'd know what to do.
It grates on her that she's a healer, and she hurt someone
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"Ivan?" Hesitantly.
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The bird is on his branch, pondering if you will allow him to comfort you.
No doubt, you already know he's there.
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But she does, eventually, sense him. And tries to take a deep breath and calm herself. "I'll be fine, don't worry," quaveringly. Hahahaha right.
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The bird flies in through the window, if she allows, and lands on the table, in front of her.
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She looks down. "It's not something anyone can help me with. It's my fault."
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