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[iamthatkind]

Despite the confusion at being somewhere that, while vaugely familiar, is generally unknown, the boy walking through the door immediately looks like he belongs here. But perhaps that's just the (quiet) confidence he gives off

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[hissecretkeeper]

Anna isn't expecting to see him. In fact, she's rather hoping he never shows up here.

Too bad, Anna.

She comes in laughing at something that she's reading - and she hasn't laughed in a couple of months at least. Not in front of him, anyway.

[iamthatkind]

And Andrew misses the sound of Anna's laugh, so he's rather happy to hear it.

When he sees her, he stands, smiling slightly. "Hullo, Anna." His voice is quiet, but I doubt she could mistake it for anyone else.

[hissecretkeeper]

Anna freezes.

Shit.

Looks up and tries to smile. "Andrew. When... when did you get here?"

[iamthatkind]

She'd probably never believe it, but seeing her expression when she sees him hurts like hell.

"Just a few minutes ago. And -- you?"

[wild_oats]

Henrì isn't as startled by Andrew as he was by Anna, so he just nods his head, pretending that his book is too absorbing to take much interest. "Bonjour," he says.

[iamthatkind]

"Hullo." Andrew nods back slightly, not discouraging conversation exactly, but not opening one either.

[wild_oats]

Still behind the book. "Are you new too>?"

[iamthatkind]

The book must be very interesting, huh? "Yes. There are other recent newcomers, then?"

[sandra__dee]

*is a pretty witch (though not from even close to the same canon), and is sitting on a nearby couch, studying a very old, very thick book intently*

[shinierthenyou]

Well, hi there. *have a gray girl perching on a counter*