I know. (She smiles absentmindedly, still looking out over the room. He's kind as ever without fully realizing; something that is probably for the best. He'd exploit it to the ends of the earth if he knew. She chuckles, and finds a chair to sit in.)
It's good that you've got people to live with. (Hopefully he hasn't been too lonely. Lucretia decides she doesn't like the idea of him keeping to himself, especially if none of the others have been here. How long has he been here, exactly?
She pulls her journal out, and waves it in his direction.)
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It's good that you've got people to live with. (Hopefully he hasn't been too lonely. Lucretia decides she doesn't like the idea of him keeping to himself, especially if none of the others have been here. How long has he been here, exactly?
She pulls her journal out, and waves it in his direction.)
Okay if I take notes?