It had been a busy day, what with
waking up in the woods - which wasn't her preference, but when one is in hiding, they can't be picky. And then she had finally found
Isabel, who had graciously fixed her hair...but not before
Parker and
Peter could see.
And then there had been
Aeryn.
Rory didn't even have words on that one. Except she knew that tomorrow would be when she got to see the pictures of Anakin as a wee person. That'd help.
For now, though? She was sitting on her bed, with a book in front of her. Of course she was reading it. No, really. Ignore the fact that she was also holding a hand mirror and brushing her hair a bit vainly.
She'd missed it, okay?