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[doctor_weir]

It was a normal day. As normal as that gets in Milliways. For Elizabeth Weir, one of the bar's quieter denziens as of late, this means coming from the library down to the main bar to retrieve some variation on a Greek salad for lunch

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[queenofmay]

Marian had come in from her walk to gather some supplies, when she found herself looking compassionately at the woman stroking the door.

She's been there.

Skirting closer, she asked gently. "Pleasant surprise for the morning?"

[doctor_weir]

"...Yes," Elizabeth eventually replies, still evidently stunned. "It's been months."

And I'm not entirely sure I believed it would come back, a dusty corner of her mind called to her.

"I suppose I should stop standing here like a fool." She pulls back from the door and offers Marian a slightly lilted smile.

[queenofmay]

Marian stepped back, allowing her room, as her smile widened. "Tis fine. I did the same thing the first time it was gone for an extended time."

[doctor_weir]

"Would you care to sit?" Elizabeth regains her composure, gesturing to the abandoned table and the neglected salad. The fork had fallen all the way to the floor, and Elizabeth quickly bends to pick it up. "I was just about to have lunch."

[andalsoacts]

"Are you ok?" Harriet asks, already reaching out to touch. She draws her hand back at the last minute, because this isn't one of her friends who she can put a hand on whenever she wants.

[doctor_weir]

A small surprised sort of laugh escapes, and a "Oh yes I'm fine" follows before Elizabeth straightens herself.

"I haven't been able to leave in seven months and poof! The door just...appeared, this morning."

[andalsoacts]

Harriet nods. "You're really lucky, then."

She smiles. "You going?"

[doctor_weir]

"Not immediately?" She sounds unsure of herself, still confused. "I have to get John -- my friend, he came through with me. Leave notes for people. Buy more ammunition."