reach out, touch faith [closed to Phedre]

[ohmaiden]

Iphigenia has noticed that her friend (and sometimes lover) Phedre hasn't been herself lately, and she's a little concerned. So one evening, she'll go to find Phedre in her room.

"I wanted to see you," she says softly. "How are you feeling?" She stands in the doorway, a gentle look upon her face.

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[phedre_25]

Phedre was resting, draped in a robe, and stands to greet her intimate friend, to give her the kiss of greeting and embrace her.

"Love," she says, "come." She's warm, welcoming. "I'm well, of course. But you seem worried, why?"

[ohmaiden]

"I worry about you, because we are close and I care about you," she explains. "That's all."

She sits down next to Phedre. "It is only a worry borne from love."

[phedre_25]

Phedre reaches for her hand, will give her a reassuring squeeze, if she can.

"Do forgive me if I've given you cause for worry, love," she says earnestly. "Tell me what ails you?"

[ohmaiden]

She smiles a little, looking down, and then over at her friend.

"I feel almost shy about it," she admits.

ooc: is it all right if she tells Phedre about Tristan?