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[onefellswoop]

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[necropolitical]

No, she isn't likely to speak aggressively; for the most, we were civil to one another. Cold, but polite. I thought it best to stop speaking to her when I filed for divorce this time because I thought she would do something as she had the last two times. It was never her way to shout; she knows how to wound without raising her voice at all.

She doesn't need your presence to speak that way, or any other reason at all save that I'm not relenting this time.

But of course, I'll take care.

I won't say I'm not disappointed, though. More caution becomes necessary when I know she might be watching.

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Unless

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Nova, would you

We [...] could meet before. Sen (Rin, more likely) is collecting me at some unnamed hour from my hotel. In someone's limousine, I hear, in order to perturb Esma. "Spilling out rogues, wretches, thieves, and peasants like a clown car," he claims.

Maybe you could come have a drink with me before. If the meeting goes poorly, we can sit at separate ends of a limo and pretend it never occurred, eh?

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Or - suppose it were to go well. If I were to hold your hand in the car, no one would speak of it to her

Either way - drinks or at the party - it makes no difference; I'll meet my Vevay. I'll see you, know your presence near my own. That means the world.