[She's nervous, rationally and irrationally. Irrationally, some part of her still expects summons to mean she's been caught, has done something wrong. Rationally - if it has to be in person, it's serious, one way or another. She doesn't give herself time to speculate. She'll just listen.]
Hi, Charles.
[She slips in, curls up in one of the squashy chairs, waits for him to say what he wanted to say.]
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Hi, Charles.
[She slips in, curls up in one of the squashy chairs, waits for him to say what he wanted to say.]