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[arlathvhen]

This is Beleth. I apologize, but I'm not available at the moment. If you leave a message, I'll try to reach you as soon as I can.

[OOC Note: If you're visiting her room, here is a description of it, and here is one of her office.]

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[arlathvhen]

[ She's been working on the drunker part, but she doesn't mention that. Cade's already got it covered anyway, apparently, because he's a TATTLETALE.

She makes a quiet, thoughtful noise. Pretending it never happened--it sounds both preferable, and very difficult. She'd spent so much time trying to reach out to him in a way that she rarely had to anyone else, trying to build up that relationship--but it wasn't a relationship that he wanted. And she couldn't reach out like that anymore. ]

I haven't been imprisoned or talked to Nathaniel, so.

I wouldn't mind talking. Um--To you. Not Nathaniel. Not that I dislike him, he's just--He's very stern-looking. And he's mean to you.

[byblow]

He's not so bad.

[ He is occasionally so bad. But the meaner he is the more Alistair makes sure he deserves it. A vicious cycle. ]

All right. Talk to me, then? When you want. And I'll stop running the other way every time I see you. [ Not that he has literally done that. Or only occasionally literally. ]

[arlathvhen]

Alistair, you're too kind.

[ Said as dryly as possible. ]

Very well, then. I'll try talking to you later, if you don't run.