"Of course," says Emma at once. "I'm deeply sorry, cliath'tah."
Her face is creased only slightly with a look of troubled concern, but there's some other emotion under it: a roiling caldera of anger and bewildered fear, a tension visible only in the flick of her eyes. A look that says how the hell could a screwup like this happen, and how can I get out of it --
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Date: 2007-11-02 04:59 am (UTC)Her face is creased only slightly with a look of troubled concern, but there's some other emotion under it: a roiling caldera of anger and bewildered fear, a tension visible only in the flick of her eyes. A look that says how the hell could a screwup like this happen, and how can I get out of it --