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[sixpearls]

Mary is going through the Mansion looking for the plothole, because she needs warm clothes for a boy of twelve and certainly doesn't have those herself.

She's still flushed and happy, having just had the time of her life, and soaking wet and her pink dress is covered with mud and smears of green algae; and she has lake weed in her hair, which is

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[wishandwait]

"Mrs. Watson?" Sasha asks, leaning out of the kitchen door, a bit of worry in his eyes at her disarray, although she's humming so nothing bad could have happened. Probably. He thinks.

[sixpearls]

"Oh! Hello." She smiles at him. "I'm terribly sorry, I must look dreadful--"

[wishandwait]

"No, no, not at all -!"

[sixpearls]

"I surely do," laughing a little. "I'm afraid I fell in the lake."

[wishandwait]

"Are you all right?" Worry, a little, because oftentimes there are things in water...

[sixpearls]

"I think so. Besides looking frightful, of course. But oh, forgive me-- How are you?"

[wishandwait]

"You don't look frightful," Sasha says staunchly, and then, shyly, "I'm fine."

[sixpearls]

"You look well. Have you seen Mr. Kochevikov lately?"

[wishandwait]

"Oh yes," Sasha says, and coughs. "He's, ah. Small."

[sixpearls]

"Oh, no. As--as you were, a few months ago?"

[wishandwait]

"Well, yes. Not as young, though. He seems to be doing all right." Sasha smiles. "He got in a fight."

[sixpearls]

"Oh, dear. He isn't hurt, I hope?"

[wishandwait]

"No, no, or if he is just a few bruises."

[sixpearls]

"Thank goodness for that, at least. I suppose he'll be quite annoyed when he's back to himself," with a slight smile.

[wishandwait]

"Probably," Sasha says, and smiles. "I should let you clean up."

[sixpearls]

"Oh, I can't until Icarus gets his bath. I'm trying to find clothes for him."