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[called_lioness]

It's soon, is the thing.

That's agreed, and that's true, and that's just as it must be.

The worst part is that she's not sad about it.

Sad about the people she can't take with her, but not the leaving. Which, she supposes, is proof that it's time to truly go.

That doesn't make any of it easy, just right

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[awesome_lilly]

Havelock's got the kids, Lilly's gotten over the idea that she can use love potion in any way, and now she's just getting a drink when she spots Lucy.

"Hey, Lucy! Haven't seen you in like, a week, which is clearly a great and terrible wrong that must be remedied with a drink. What'll you have?"

[called_lioness]

Lilly is the one, is the thing, Lucy didn't want to tell. More than anyone else. Even Mary.

Lilly is the one who understands it the most and she has to tell.

"Tequila shots," she says with a half smile.

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly arches an eyebrow at that, but orders anyway.

"Not that I will ever protest, but any particular reason you're in a tequila mood tonight?"

[called_lioness]

"It makes me think of you," she says simply.

[iustus_rex]

How about this person?

Who is sipping slowly at a cup of Darjeeling, and staring at the middle distance.

(Or, perhaps, just staring at the front door.)

He's not oblivious to the rest of the room, though, not really. It's not too long before he does glance Lucy's way, and catches his sister's eye with a small smile.

[called_lioness]

"Hullo, you," she says quietly, sitting next to him with a faint smile.

[iustus_rex]

"Hullo, Lu."

He has a mug of tea rather than a proper pot today, but he does set it on the table in case she wants to steal a sip. He's well-trained that way.

[called_lioness]

Brilliant brother aware for one Edmund Pevensie.

...or at least a stolen mug of tea.

"--How you drink it like this I don't know."

[deserved_it]

There's a familiar figure at the bar, ordering tea (unsurprisingly) and turning to scan the room.

Possibly he could help with explaining to the dragons.

Not that he would like the idea.

[called_lioness]

And yet!

"Hullo, Scrubb," she says with a grin upon spotting him.

[deserved_it]

"Lucy!"

He comes over, grinning hugely. "Hullo there, Lu."

[called_lioness]

"Let me look at you," she says with a laugh.

Not that he's changed, much.

And yet.

"You look wonderful," she declares before pulling him into a hug.

[mmquitecontrary]

The accusation hasn't gone out of Mary's stare, as she looks at Lucy from across the room.

It's not all there is, either, though. Which is, perhaps, something.

(It's not been a good week overall.)

[called_lioness]

"Hullo, Mary," she says quietly.

[mmquitecontrary]

"Hello, Lucy," Mary answers, after a moment.

"You are not gone yet."

[called_lioness]

"Not yet, no," she says and aches.

"But soon."