"We'll all? take some of everything. We'll need it," Rena said, speaking the final bit half to herself and trying not? to feel grim.
"Thank you all," she added, giving thee 3 servants a warm smile.
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"Yes please and thank you," Leti echoed accepting some? of everything, and studying the fine dishes and lavish fair in awe while trying to? be casual about it and not to gape. She hadn't expected a fine breakfast when coming to disturb Dr. Henry and his lady. Part of her still wanted to cringe and await the sure to come explosion for someone such as she bothering them and miss using their address, but the open friendly way both of them behaved toward her had her truly doubting such would come. Neither the doctor nor his lady looked much better rested than she did and Lady Rena's hair was hanging down her back uncombed as she had obviously dressed in haste, but she wasn't angry or demanding to know why Leti would think it acceptable to show up this early...In one way Leti was relieved but in another...it caused a pit of dread to open in her belly. She best? fill it with breakfast, she decided dryly. If Rena wasn't surprised too greatly that she was here, that couldn't be good.
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Once the servants were gone she took a breath, murmured her thanks while apologetically meeting Henry's eyes then began to tell her story. She spoke of how the ill looking man on which they had commented the previous night had called her over, roughly grabbing her wrist. She recalled how she couldn't remember a word of what he had said to her or the lady with him either. She explained how the next thing she recalled after his rough grip on her wrist snatching her toward him was walking across the bar with a tray of drinks for another table.
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"Right in the middle of something I was and with no memory of it what so ever! That's never happened to me before, course else I'd not be here desturbin' your rest. Just it was right after you left he did somethin' to my head...So maybe it had to do with you somehow...I waas worried and scared and figured you should know...and...And I'd not mind knowin' what was done to me."
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She bit at her lip, clasping her hands briefly in worry. She was always so careful to avoid men touching her in the bar. She'd gotten fast at dodging groping hands, but this one had touched her mind somehow and she didn't? like it one bit.
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"You had both spoken of having a strange day I remember so...I don't know, if it could be related. Have you ever heard of such," she asked turning her gaze almost imploringly to Henry.
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
Kat