"Ah!!" Dropping his hand like it's hot. She'd sort of assumed he'd had the decency to rinse while off fetching the dress ...!! Paloma doesn't seem nauseated, but perhaps a little faint. Her throat bobs. "Ah. I. The bath is open."
"Y-yes, ah, I will! Thank you!" He was in such a hurry and so full of shame that he didn't even think to... Please don't think this reflects on his medical practice.
And so he scurries into the bath, where he sits in a pool of shame. Literally.
Once he's vanished into the bathroom, Paloma wonders if she ought not disappear as well. He needs rest, not to attend to a guest that mauled his beautiful study. She casts around for paper and pen, sniffing out an unused sheaf of the stuff he writes notes on. Her writing flows quickly and with more eloquence textually than she can easily attain in spoken English.
Most Loved Harry,
My welcome is overstayed. I serve more as a distraction than an aid when you are preoccupied. I will steal into the night and be home safely, I promise.
Thank you for the dress. Tonight has not frightened me away from you, be assured. Hyde has not claimed my fear, and my anger is for him alone. I dream of you calling on my house one day.
It requires no signature, and the note gets sneaked under his bath door.
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"Ah!!" Dropping his hand like it's hot. She'd sort of assumed he'd had the decency to rinse while off fetching the dress ...!! Paloma doesn't seem nauseated, but perhaps a little faint. Her throat bobs. "Ah. I. The bath is open."
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And so he scurries into the bath, where he sits in a pool of shame. Literally.
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Most Loved Harry,
My welcome is overstayed. I serve more as a distraction than an aid when you are preoccupied. I will steal into the night and be home safely, I promise.
Thank you for the dress. Tonight has not frightened me away from you, be assured. Hyde has not claimed my fear, and my anger is for him alone. I dream of you calling on my house one day.
It requires no signature, and the note gets sneaked under his bath door.