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ʟᴀ'ᴀɴ ɴᴏᴏɴɪᴇɴ-sɪɴɢʜ ([personal profile] rescapee) wrote in [community profile] singillatim 2024-05-13 01:39 am (UTC)

[ Seeing the first man she'd met in this place is conflicting, to say the least. He'd been kind to her, helping her find her way, but she had to wonder now what his reaction to seeing her really was. Had he known the other La'an who was here all those months ago? Had he been hiding his true feelings, or had she been too caught up in everything else to notice them without the additional context?

He's polite when they meet again, wearing that same old-fashioned coat she'd wondered about during their first meeting. There are people here from throughout time and space — is he from a time when that was the uniform? She has a dozen questions she wants to ask, her mind somehow anchoring itself to this poor man, but she sets them aside for pleasantries instead. ]


Lieutenant Little. [ She offers the greeting in return, cordial and a little hesitant. Her gloved hands are stuffed into the pockets of the dark coat she'd found in the piles of available clothing, and the grey scarf wrapped around her chin and neck is ready to be pulled up against the fog at a moment's notice. ] No trouble as of yet. Hopefully, things will stay quiet for the time being.

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