[she open the door looking haggard. she hasn't been to sleep for obvious reasons, and it hasn't helped. she ushers him in with a weak smile, arms folded across her chest. she'd been preparing to see him and feel sick to bet stomach, but -- his eyes are brown. his mouth is pink; there's no hysteria building. ]
Ayup.
[the living room is lit with candles, the couch a mess of blankets. verity's probably in her room and Jem's been too weird to bother her.]
action.
Ayup.
[the living room is lit with candles, the couch a mess
of blankets. verity's probably in her room and Jem's been too weird to bother her.]
Ta for coming.