It does not take all that long, really. Soon, Moiraine makes her way from the other room, hair still damp and looking small and slightly fragile in a quilted blue dressing gown.
(The slippers, it seems, have been left behind once more.)
She considers the room, and sinks down into a corner of the small, loveseat-like sofa to one side, looking at Raven.
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Date: 2007-03-26 04:09 am (UTC)(The slippers, it seems, have been left behind once more.)
She considers the room, and sinks down into a corner of the small, loveseat-like sofa to one side, looking at Raven.
"So."