Emma was dressed perfectly, as usual, but her mind was anything but. She kept thinking back to her talk with Lorna in Paris, and more recently to what she and Scott had done to save Rachel. No one would understand, she was certain, but it had to be done.
So wrapped up in her own thoughts, Emma didn't even realize that Pietro was there until the rapping on the door became louder and louder. Blinking several times, she cleared her throat and started shuffling some papers about on her desk.
"Pietro, yes. Sorry, I was pre-occupied, but please, come in and sit down." She created a thought-bubble around them, effectively shielding their conversation from anyone else.
"What can I do for...?" But her voice caught as she opened the door to let him in. His appearance was...
"Pietro, sit down, now, and for God's sake, tell me what the hell happened to you."
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Date: 2007-05-22 08:27 am (UTC)So wrapped up in her own thoughts, Emma didn't even realize that Pietro was there until the rapping on the door became louder and louder. Blinking several times, she cleared her throat and started shuffling some papers about on her desk.
"Pietro, yes. Sorry, I was pre-occupied, but please, come in and sit down." She created a thought-bubble around them, effectively shielding their conversation from anyone else.
"What can I do for...?" But her voice caught as she opened the door to let him in. His appearance was...
"Pietro, sit down, now, and for God's sake, tell me what the hell happened to you."