[Spam for Rassilon]

[love_dont_roam]

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[shortsghtedlove]

[When Rassilon hears the knock, he puts the composition he had been working on aside -- he really needed something else to do.

As it is, he gets up, opens the door and comes face to face with Miss Tyler. Great. Just who he wanted to see, his dearest warden. But at least she has lunch with her, so there's one good thing about this visit.]

What do you want? [Surely she isn't just here to bring him lunch.]

[love_dont_roam]

[Rose's brow knits at his question, and she glances down at the tray. It's easier to look at.]

Cross words or not, we've still got an appointment, yeah?

[shortsghtedlove]

...I see. [He steps aside to let her in.] Put it on the small table. [He gestures to the one they had used for the tea.]

[love_dont_roam]

[She enters, and though she's not showing the same level of fire it's a bit obvious that doesn't mean she's any more thrilled to be there. But she keeps her promises at least. She sets the tray on the table.]