[ She unscrews the top of the bottle and takes the proffered glass. What a good baby brother. After pouring herself a glass, she takes a sip before moving to sit back next to Simon - taking the bottle with her. ]
Huh.
[ Another sip, this one slightly longer. ]
Fear, eh? I suppose she could hear it, couldn't she?
[ The she being a certain someone with a Mood Matrix. ]
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Huh.
[ Another sip, this one slightly longer. ]
Fear, eh? I suppose she could hear it, couldn't she?
[ The she being a certain someone with a Mood Matrix. ]