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[He's been worried all day, knowing they've messed things up with Egon, knowing how upset Ilsa is. He hasn't got her ability to sense feelings, but over time he's begun to pick up her backwash --- her projects have been getting more and more difficult to block out of his awareness. Today he's been driven half-mad by her misery and guilt. In return he's been fighting not to pound her with his annoyance at Egon...or his deep sense that Ilsa has nothing to apologize for. Then, late in the day, he feels her feelings spike, hard and unhappy.]
[So he's not exactly surprised when he hears the knock at the door, or senses the hungry need for support. He prowls out of his den, sends Catherine and Perry out to play in the backyard, asks Not!Luka to brew some coffee, and invites "Mrs. Spengler" in.]
Ilsa? Come in, schatzi. Melusine will be bringing coffee and cookies in just a moment, and we can talk in my den.
[So he's not exactly surprised when he hears the knock at the door, or senses the hungry need for support. He prowls out of his den, sends Catherine and Perry out to play in the backyard, asks Not!Luka to brew some coffee, and invites "Mrs. Spengler" in.]
Ilsa? Come in, schatzi. Melusine will be bringing coffee and cookies in just a moment, and we can talk in my den.