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[cywyllog]

Cywyllog is sitting in a chair with tea, but it's not by the fireplace. Tonight, she's near the observation window, staring at the exploding stars. Good, wholesome, mindless entertainment. Bother at will.

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[witchy_rebel]

She's being watched by her future, not!mother-in-law.

[cywyllog]

She's noticed, and gives the girl a slight smile.

"Good evening, Lady Morgan."

[witchy_rebel]

A little smile back.

"Good evening."

[cywyllog]

She glances at Morgan's belly, and then turns back to the window.

"You are well, I hope? Not too uncomfortable?"

[steak_man]

Cypher, at the bar, stares at Cywyllog.

There's a lot of staring going on.

[cywyllog]

There is, and again, she notices.

Hw, however, gets a small smile and a wave.

[steak_man]

He smiles a little, and waves back. It's not a particularly cheerful smile.

[cywyllog]

No matter. She uncurls herself from the chair and joins him at the bar, getting a refill on her tea while she's there.

"You have been scarce lately."

[spooky_shrink]

Malcolm is nearby, with coffee not tea, but hopefully that's not a deal-breaker to conversation.

"Hello, Lady Cywyllog, how are you?"

[cywyllog]

"Hello Malcolm." She smiles up at him. "Well enough, I suppose. And yourself? I have not seen you in some time."

[spooky_shrink]

"I know. Bar seems to be having fun with my time again. It's good to see you."

Malcolm can't help but notice she's not there with her children. He doesn't ask, but he guesses she's still Bound. But maybe there are other things to talk about.

"Have I missed anything exciting?"

[cywyllog]

She can't quite remember exactly when they last spoke. Still, there is little excitement in her life here.

"Just this, really." She gestures to the chair and the teacup, a little apologetically.