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[topofadmiration]

Having found a nice little patch of sunlight somewhere out on the lawn, Miranda is sitting cross-legged in the grass with a great book open on her lap. She is bent over it, clearly quite absorbed, silently moving her lips along with the words. Perhaps surprisingly, she reads quite quickly, and is a fair way through the volume on her lap.

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[cyranosavignien]

Cyrano might come strolling out of the Mansion eventually, and smile as he sees her.

He'll pause and wait for her to be done before he speaks.

[topofadmiration]

In that case, he may be waiting quite a while...

[cyranosavignien]

He's of a patient sort, these days.

[topofadmiration]

Well, she looks up eventually and starts when she sees him standing there.

[cyranosavignien]

"I didn't mean to scare you." He smiles. "You were so engrossed in your reading..."

[topofadmiration]

"Pardon me, sir," she says, embarrassed.

[cyranosavignien]

"Oh, no, not at all." He smiles. "I have respect for such endeavours - that is why I was waiting."

[topofadmiration]

"You startled me," she says shyly.

[cyranosavignien]

"I apologize. I did not think I was so silent. Are you alright now?"

[topofadmiration]

"O, yes, sir. Of course."

[cyranosavignien]

He nods, smiling. "I'd not seen you in a while - so when I noticed you were here, I couldn't help but wait, and take your news. How have you been?"

[topofadmiration]

"O, I am well, sir!"

[cyranosavignien]

He grins. "I'm glad to hear that, Mademoiselle Miranda. Your rose-petal complexion is not marred by tears this day, which fills me with joy."

[topofadmiration]

She looks down, a bit embarrassed. "Surely, sir, I do not so often weep?"

[cyranosavignien]

"No, not so often, but I would rather you did not ever. Eyes clear as yours are not made for chagrin, but for glee, rather."

[topofadmiration]

"Yes, sir."