[log] all my maps will only show me how to lose my way

[andspinandspin]

Sunday comes, and with it Gilly's energized anxiety - of course it's ridiculous to worry about what to wear, but that doesn't mean she's not going to. She's throwing a too-big-for-her leather jacket on over the dress she settled on when she finally skitters down the stairs, grabbing her purse off the kitchen table and stopping for a moment like the

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[aterastrum]

It's been a long week, and after eight years, any thrill is gone - though there was little to start with. He does what he does because he's good at it, and he knows that, on some level, he enjoys it. It's difficult - always has been - to take pleasure in anything.

The wards alert him to someone appearing at the front gates and for a moment he's confused, almost startled, before he remembers. He frowns, still unable to fathom what's going on here, really. He has his suspicions, as most people who take interest in him are reporters or conspiracy theorists, but she's American, and not connected to his culture. Severus feels like he'd know if she was acting.

And so he rises from his study and goes to meet her, both resigned and on edge.

[andspinandspin]

In her defence - sort of - Gillian Owens is a lot of things, but 'subtle' isn't really among them. People on Mars would probably know if she was acting, and that's honestly probably got a lot to do with how much she is getting away with here. (After all, she's harmless, isn't she?)

"Hi," she says, warm and sure of herself except for how she leans from foot to foot. "You didn't forget I was coming, did you?" She's only teasing, Severus, chillax.

[aterastrum]

"Ms. Owens," he says, a deferential greeting. It isn't that he's being cold, he simply doesn't have many other modes in which to operate. "Welcome to my home."

He doesn't sound very welcoming as he surveys her, though there isn't anything hostile about his countenance. The grounds are massive, though she'd have pinpointed to the entryway to the actual estate. It's a castle.

[andspinandspin]

"Your home is huge." Yes, he...probably knows that already, but Gilly's not exactly the kind of girl who spends a lot of time in or around anything like this, and she's not hiding the fact it's making an impression. After a beat, she adds, "And lovely! It's...wow, it's really big..."