She nodded.
“Come see me when you’re done. I want to have a chat. Nothing bad.”
Ah, maybe he does want to talk about Flechette and Parian?
Although maybe he just generally wants to have one-on-one chats with everyone, to see how they’re holding up.
She nodded again. So Flechette said something.
You think this is about that whole death thing earlier?
She headed into the bathrooms, detoured into the adjacent girl’s bathroom with accompanying showers. She kicked off her boots, removed her body armor, and hung the armor on one of the drying dummies. She removed the dress and peeled off the stockings, and hung the clothes on a second dummy, where they would be subjected to a steady, gentle flow of warm air. Her boots were placed upside down on the heating vent below the dummies, propped up against the wall. She removed her underwear last, putting it in a basket with the rabbit Parian had made, and grabbed a towel.
Certainly sounds a lot better than the old Undersider bathroom.
Krixwell Liveblogs 