The Causeway [Late Thursday morning]
Triela was standing at the Causeway when Hilshire arrived to pick her up. She was feeling okay, but the headache was slowly building again. Her back was straight, her posture solid. No trembles today, at least.
"How are you feeling?" Hilshire asked.
"Fine."
Sure she was. But fine enough, he hoped.
"Do you have everything you need?"
"Always."
"Then let's go. Medical wing is waiting."
[Open for anyone who may want to catch Triela and Hilshire before they leave for Rome.]
"How are you feeling?" Hilshire asked.
"Fine."
Sure she was. But fine enough, he hoped.
"Do you have everything you need?"
"Always."
"Then let's go. Medical wing is waiting."
[Open for anyone who may want to catch Triela and Hilshire before they leave for Rome.]