[Looking down, Romana watches her fingers curl in her skirt. There's a slight chip in one nail, she realises absent mindedly, her mind trying to avoid how much she needs to talk.
Finally, she glances up, watching the tea pour into the cup. She licks her lips before speaking, voice low and emotionless] The... letters. And what they wanted. Did you get one, did you... do it?
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Date: 2011-06-11 05:50 pm (UTC)Finally, she glances up, watching the tea pour into the cup. She licks her lips before speaking, voice low and emotionless] The... letters. And what they wanted. Did you get one, did you... do it?