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[abitofboth]

Childermass is not a man who could ever be described as cheerful, even by the most charitable of observers. However, at present, he's nudged Mr. Jonathan Strange in the direction of working on the time travel issue (even if it will be months if not more before Strange focuses enough to get much done), he's buried Lascelles (whether or not he's

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[ebonyjaenelle72]

Jaenelle's wandered outside and is singing to herself in her strange and rather unearthly voice, until she wanders around a corner and sees Childermass, upon which she stops abruptly and stops singing, looking embarrassed with a little noise of surprise. She was distracted.

However, she does give him a curious look and a bit of a smile.

[abitofboth]

He inclines his head. "Lady."

[ebonyjaenelle72]

She curtseys delicately. "Sir." A blink, a slight embarrassed pause. "Have I met you before? I can't recall..."

[abitofboth]

Since the typist honestly cannot recall...

"I do not believe so, madam, but it is a large place. It is possible."

[ebonyjaenelle72]

She nods briefly. "I'd just be embarrassed if I'd forgotten someone." A pause, and she tilts her head. "Where are you from? It's close to some that I know, but not exact..."

[abitofboth]

"Yorkshire. England, beginning of the 19th century." He's in a helpful mood today, as much as he ever is.

[ebonyjaenelle72]

"Ah! But you have some magic. Others from England do not." She frowns, looking intently curious. "This is all so interesting."

[abitofboth]

"A very little." He tilts his head. "You can see that just by looking?"

[ebonyjaenelle72]

She blushes a bit. "Well - no. Psychic scent." A pause, and she adds to clarify, "It's not precisely a smell, but it's - well, another sense."

[abitofboth]

"Oh? You aren't human then?"

[ebonyjaenelle72]

Her mouth twists sideways a little, trying to figure out how to explain. "Not - not exactly. I'm Blood."

[abitofboth]

He considers, then says, "I'm afraid I've not heard of them. Are you a type of faerie?"

[ebonyjaenelle72]

A laugh. "No - oh no, though there is a man who seems to like calling me that."

[abitofboth]

"Well, if he's from my time and place, it's the only other real choice."

[ebonyjaenelle72]

She shakes her head. "He's not. He's from somewhere else, and he's not precisely human either." A bit of a smile, and she eyes him curiously.

[abitofboth]

"Well, I am, as far as I know, so I suppose I'm not that much of a curiosity after all," a touch dry.