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Mary looks around. The bed is a slight surprise, until she remembers that mention of 'dream therapy'... guess it was literal.
It makes her curious -- was keeping his business so close to home a choice, or an adjustment he'd been forced to make -- but she'll ask later. Experience has taught Mary that sometimes it's better to observe and hold questions for another time.
"Oh." Mary looks, for a moment, a little flustered. Until he pointed it out, she hadn't yet put together that having a seat would involve a short climb into the chair. (At the very least, she's still stuck with her simple new arrival clothes which means pants.) Then she nods. "Yes, thank you. I will need it."
She's quick to get into the chair and take her seat once he puts the book down as an improvised step. She folds her hands in her lap, and asks,
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Date: 2023-11-24 04:25 am (UTC)Mary looks around. The bed is a slight surprise, until she remembers that mention of 'dream therapy'... guess it was literal.
It makes her curious -- was keeping his business so close to home a choice, or an adjustment he'd been forced to make -- but she'll ask later. Experience has taught Mary that sometimes it's better to observe and hold questions for another time.
"Oh." Mary looks, for a moment, a little flustered. Until he pointed it out, she hadn't yet put together that having a seat would involve a short climb into the chair. (At the very least, she's still stuck with her simple new arrival clothes which means pants.) Then she nods. "Yes, thank you. I will need it."
She's quick to get into the chair and take her seat once he puts the book down as an improvised step. She folds her hands in her lap, and asks,
"Where do we begin?"