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[ellectrical]

It's evening outside, and already growing cool enough that someone venturing out onto the lawns might want to bring a sweater or jacket with them.

Elle has neither, but for once doesn't seem to care. She walks across the grass as aimlessly as she did back in Madripoor, with enough speed to suggest she really wants to break out into a run.

But she can't. She can't make herself do it. So she just walks toward the edge of the lake.

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[ellectrical]

Elle takes one step, then stops. Without letting go of X's hand, she lowers herself to the ground again, and sweeps the folder back into her hand.

Then she rises up again. If X wants to guide her, there won't be any resistance.

[cutting_edgex23]

X accepts this responsibility, pausing momentariliy by the largest of the lakeside rocks, then continuing toward the bright lights of the bar.

It is warmer inside, for one.

And it is less quiet.