[Afternoon, new years eve. Five days into her toll. She feels mostly human again. She's heard, from Ben and Arthas, waited until she knew she had the reserves to deal with him without projecting like a petulant child. She knocks crisply.]
It's me.
[She'll come in anyway, if she doesn't get an answer. But she waits first, anyway.]
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Date: 2014-01-02 03:23 am (UTC)It's me.
[She'll come in anyway, if she doesn't get an answer. But she waits first, anyway.]