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[sai_delgado]

[Sometime after this.]There's not anything in the stable this evening that needs doing but makework, but it gets dark earlier these days, say true-- and she's not wanting to be around many people just yet

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[true_desire]

Gradually, the smell of smoke begins to register.

It is not the stench of burning straw, but the more familiar scent of rolled tobacco cigarettes.

[sai_delgado]

And oh, but this gets her attention quickly, still.

Susan whirls around, a surprised question on her lips-- one that quickly fades as she realizes who's there with her.

"Sai-- sai Desire." A soft, startled breath-- and then it hits her.

(Meg's father)

"How-- how do'ee fare?"

[true_desire]

That's as wicked a grin as Susan has ever seen Desire wear. "Never better, Sue. And yourself?"
That's an I know something you don't look if ever there was one.

[sai_delgado]

She stares at him-- and one of the Seven or not, the words come spilling forth before she can stop herself.

"Never-- never better, sai? Are ye mad?"

As the question falls from her lips, she turns very pale-- and then rises to her feet in order to face him directly.