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[beauty_marred]

The weather is starting to cool. Narcissa is certainly not the first to notice it, nor is she likely the first to complain. But she will anyway

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[not_one_drop]

Yeah, being warm is good.

Mal's leaning against the legs of a chair, feet bare and stretched out towards the flames. Head half-back, she watches the patrons with a rather lethargic expression.

Narcissa is observed, and gets a quiet nod.

[beauty_marred]

Mal gets an equally quiet nod in return, along with a placid and somewhat bored expression.

[not_one_drop]

Mal stretches, and raises an eyebrow in Narcissa's direction.

It could be a and you are? sort of eyebrow, but it could not.

Actually, scratch that. It's the former.

[beauty_marred]

Narcissa will see that eyebrow and raise two.

It could mean 'none of your business' or simply be an indication that if Mal wants to know, she'll just have to ask. Verbally.

[iambetadraconis]

No. Rabastan will have plenty to complain about when the winter weather comes in.

He'll be running in it after all...

Sudden stop when he sees Narcissa sitting where she is. His first thought is Draco. His second thought has to do with Draco knowing about Rabastan's misfortune. His third thought is "Did Draco tell Narcissa and does she know?"

Only one way to find out and that's to start up a conversation.

[beauty_marred]

Narcissa spots him as well and an actual, genuine smile appears.

"Rabastan! It has been some time. Will you join me?"

[iambetadraconis]

Conclusion: Narcissa doesn't know.

It's not enough to alleviate his discomfort, some of which is physical, and will be more apparent when he sits down.

Especially the ruined left hand.

"Hello Narcissa," he says. Even his voice sounds ill-at-ease.

[beauty_marred]

She eyes him warily, concerned.

"Rabastan, are you quite all right?"

[dragonofgrey]

Her son stopped in from the painting of the dogs, his face composed. Inwardly? Happy and upset at the same time. For two different reasons.

[beauty_marred]

"Draco." His mother calls over to him. "Sit with me a while?"

[dragonofgrey]

He almost started, but kept his composure. He nodded simply, and went over to sit.

"Good evening, mother."

[beauty_marred]

"What have you been up to, dear? It seems like I hardly ever see you."