[After taking a day to recuperate, Polly makes her way over to the door to Lady Une's suite, tapping lightly, as if she's afraid to disturb anyone.]
[To her credit, she looks much better than she had the day before, her regenerative abilities having replenished the lost blood. There's still a stump where her hand should be--that will take a month or two to heal completely.]
I'm not certain I should involve you, Miss Polly. You've been through enough. I make a point to only tell our stakeholders so they know what they're getting into.
[far too dangerous to tell her; she's been through enough; but what to do...the police won't let us intervene. we can't lose that stipend...]
[still stirring and she finally notices the small whirlpool she's made in her tea with the wedge of lemon spinning toward the center; sighing, she puts the teaspoon down on the coffee table and sips]
[To her credit, she looks much better than she had the day before, her regenerative abilities having replenished the lost blood. There's still a stump where her hand should be--that will take a month or two to heal completely.]
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What kind of politics?
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[far too dangerous to tell her; she's been through enough; but what to do...the police won't let us intervene. we can't lose that stipend...]
[still stirring and she finally notices the small whirlpool she's made in her tea with the wedge of lemon spinning toward the center; sighing, she puts the teaspoon down on the coffee table and sips]
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