a_manxome_foe

[hopewasleft]

[ she was in the library curled in a chair with a stack of books beside her-- books on pregnancy (no matter how many she'd gone through, new knowledge never hurt anyone) and chains (no matter that glen was her best friend, it was always good to learn things from other peoples' points-of-view, as well), with one lying open on her lap. a cup of tea

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[a_manxome_foe]

Jabberwock inclines his head deeply, politely. He knows Jack. Not her specifically, but Jack.

"Yes, it is. I had a question or two."

[hopewasleft]

Her smile is brilliant, and she shifts to offer him a seat, carefully settling in hers again. She doesn't have a second cup for tea, so she doesn't take hers up again-- it would be rather rude.

"Of course, I'd be happy to answer questions." Her smile flickers, turning a bit sad. "Considering how long you've all been separated, I can hardly blame you for being wary."

[a_manxome_foe]

"I should be clear- I don't suspect you of mistreating him."

It isn't that simple.

"My concerns go a little deeper than that. There are two of them. The first is- what time are you from? What do you and Glen have to do with one another?"

[hopewasleft]

"I'm from just before or around the time of the Tragedy that the rest of you experienced," she answers readily enough-- she'd sorted that out for herself. In fact, it was probably a little after their Tragedy, considering that her boys were older than the other Gilbert had apparently been at the time. "Glen and I are.." Complicated. But becoming less complicated now that they'd sorted out what they were to one another.

"He's my dearest friend," she starts out, voice soft, "but he's also the man that I'm in love with." She places a hand against the gentle curve of her belly, flushing a little. "This child is his. We're.. all but raising my boys together already. I've known you and the other birds since I was just a little girl."

She hopes that answers his question, more or less.