Eighteenth Negotiations; Dictated

[buryyoualive]

[When Lilah wakes up, she doesn't notice that her journal has been knocked to the floor sometime during the night. Or that it was open. In fact, at first, when she wakes up, she thinks she has been sent back home, back to Wolfram and Hart finally

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[exanimatus]

Fix what?

[oh, don't mind him just stepping on into her room with no regard for personal... emotional space. he's just looking around all casual-like, hands in his pockets, like this isn't bizarre at all.]

[buryyoualive]

This. The mess. [Lilah is usually calm and collected, but here in the manifestation of everything that's gone wrong, her facade is harder to keep up.]

There has to be a way to make them right again.

[exanimatus]

I see. [he'll reach over towards a pile of documents and pick one up, just scanning it over to see if it reveals anything interesting.]

So it's not just poor organization. It's been stuck like this?

[buryyoualive]

[She reaches up to snatch it from him. Like all the documents here, they reveal personal information about Lilah. This particular one mentioning something involving her mother and a nursing home.]

It is. And it's usually never like this. But someone made it this way.

[demonologist]

[After having seen Vivian's room, Wes goes on the alert when he hears Lilah speaking in an agitated manner over the journals. He heads quickly to her floor. It's also incidentally his. His room is right next to Lilah's and he hates to see that his door is open. Anyone could walk in. He catches a glimpse of a library before he firmly closes it again. He doesn't want to go in there. To see what the Castle has decided represents his mind.

On the other hand, he wants to check up on Lilah. Whatever is in her room, he is certain he can handle it. He knocks and stands waiting at the threshold, maintaining propriety, even if the door swings wide open in response.]

[buryyoualive]

[Lilah hadn't left her room, not just yet anyways. Considering what a shambles everything was in, she didn't just want to leave it for anyone to come in and find her secrets.

Of course, she wasn't able to actually do anything about the mess either. The more she tried to arrange things the way they were supposed to be, the worse they got.

When she heard the knock on her door she only grew more agitated, calling out.]

Go away.

[demonologist]

I will, but first I want to see for myself that you're all right.

[He walks into her space, holding up a hand to forestall any other objections she might have.]

After what you said on the journals, I wanted to be sure.

[Turning to eye his surroundings, he realises where it must be.]

So this is what your office looks like.

[buryyoualive]

[Lilah's frown only deepened as Wesley made his way against her will.]

I didn't realize the stupid thing was open. I'm fine.

[But she's not. The physical manifestation of what a mess her head's been lately is clearly leaving her feeling exposed. Not something she was comfortable with.]

Yes. Though it's usually much neater.