[Scout slowly laces her fingers together before her on the table. Her nails are speckled with white spots, signs of damage. She's sitting not too far back in her seat, which isn't drawn in very far, the better to stand quickly if she has to.]
I see. [Scout feels a half dozen questions and more elaborate responses start to form, but lets none of them become more than a vague desire not to leave it at two words.]
[She looks to the other two with a brief smile for the girl she met at the afterparty.] Hi, Andie. Faye.
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I see. [Scout feels a half dozen questions and more elaborate responses start to form, but lets none of them become more than a vague desire not to leave it at two words.]
[She looks to the other two with a brief smile for the girl she met at the afterparty.] Hi, Andie. Faye.