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[_teyla_]

Teyla sits cross-legged in the middle of her room and calmly sips a cup of tea, sweetened with honey. Her eyes stray now and then to the door, daring to hope that she might see more than one pretty face come to interrupt her afternoon meditation ritual.

Comments

[couldabeenmensa]

*comes in* 'lo.

[ronondex]

:does not see Sheppard and nearly tramples over him in his eagerness to see Teyla:

:stops short and tries to act calm:

Teyla. Yo.

[couldabeenmensa]

*is trampled* ow.

[ronondex]

:sees Sheppard on the ground:

What're you doing, Sheppard?

[_teyla_]

I like biscuits. You are very kind, Elizabeth.

[_teyla_]

How are things with you? *looks very interested and calm*