"Sorry," she says, very softly. And maybe it means something that she knows that Feylis (who shifts uncomfortably, standing off to the side) is there, and she says it anyway. And maybe it doesn't.
"Bye." She flicks it off. Feylis doesn't ask, shooting her a sympathetic look and sitting down on her own bunk, and Plourr doesn't offer any information.
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Date: 2006-08-18 03:20 am (UTC)"Bye." She flicks it off. Feylis doesn't ask, shooting her a sympathetic look and sitting down on her own bunk, and Plourr doesn't offer any information.
Godfuckingdamnit.