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[unperturbed]

Who: Ginger
When: Day 1
Where: Ginger carriage

[Good morning, moms! How are you feeling? Scared and confused? Nauseous? Unhappy to be wearing leopard print right now? Well, at least you're not alone...]

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[cadeuces]

( Are there even windows? Who's to say. Certainly not her, anyway. They've not had the chance to explore and she can't remember if her room did or not. She pours him a cup and hands it over carefully, towel along the underside as a buffer instead of a saucer. So it could warm their hands, still. )

Oh, no? Is it a secret? ( There's a spark of curiosity there in her eyes, as well as a bit of playfulness, thinking over the words. Tiger, Leopard... ) May I call you Leo, then? And the pleasure's all mine. Please just call me Angela.

( And you know, take your tea and sit, instead of trying to... what, bow, curtsey?? At her? She's hardly deserving, and the wry little smile and graceful tip of her head in a return gesture is all she can quite manage. )