[Was it the fact that she asked for him specifically on a public network, the extended pause before she added a please, or that she sounds an inch away from pleading?]
[Even with anything she has to say muffled through the door, Nel can barely be heard.
If he goes ahead and marches inside, he'll find her sitting with one leg crossed under the other as it drapes over the side of the utilitarian bed. Two dagger sheaths rest on her lap. They're empty. She doesn't look up, and her fingertips trace the rectangular openings.]
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Where are you?
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My cell.
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On my way.
[And he rushes off to find her. Knock knock Nel, your biffle has arrived.]
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[Even with anything she has to say muffled through the door, Nel can barely be heard.
If he goes ahead and marches inside, he'll find her sitting with one leg crossed under the other as it drapes over the side of the utilitarian bed. Two dagger sheaths rest on her lap. They're empty. She doesn't look up, and her fingertips trace the rectangular openings.]
Close it behind you.
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