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This is not the face of a pleased Lady.
Marian comes in about an hour after this. Having been escorted home, then argued and been denied the right to even see her father. Perturbedness flashing across her face at the realization of Milliways existing at her.
But this perturbedness, and even her hand on the door, about to close it, because she has more important things to see to, doesn't stop her from being observant. Doesn't stop her from realizing things look off inside the bar. Which left her holding the door, staring inward, asking of whomever was at the closest table. "Has something happened?"
Marian comes in about an hour after this. Having been escorted home, then argued and been denied the right to even see her father. Perturbedness flashing across her face at the realization of Milliways existing at her.
But this perturbedness, and even her hand on the door, about to close it, because she has more important things to see to, doesn't stop her from being observant. Doesn't stop her from realizing things look off inside the bar. Which left her holding the door, staring inward, asking of whomever was at the closest table. "Has something happened?"