[ She probably should have told Julian where she was going. Or Zara. Her hindsight's 20/20, totally flawless.
Here's a presence who doesn't frighten or shock her, at least. Julian approaches as tentatively as she would, he's not loud and sudden, and when Mary looks up at him, it's with a weary sort of confusion. Why-- oh, there's an umbrella. ]
I'm okay, [ she says instantly, drawing her hand back from her digging. ] Sorry, Julian... I forgot it'd rain again.
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Here's a presence who doesn't frighten or shock her, at least. Julian approaches as tentatively as she would, he's not loud and sudden, and when Mary looks up at him, it's with a weary sort of confusion. Why-- oh, there's an umbrella. ]
I'm okay, [ she says instantly, drawing her hand back from her digging. ] Sorry, Julian... I forgot it'd rain again.