To Marie Mercier. From Nesrin Khan.

[Foxglove]

Sender: Geneviève Marie Mercier
Recipient: Nesrin Khan
Topic: RE: No place to go.

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*She seems a bit clueless as to how she should really respond to Nesrin's wordy reply, given that some of it had been rather foreboding as well.*

I'm not sure I get all that. Uh, political nightmare? Not really. Everything around 'ere is a 'otbed of political inbreeding and other saucy things. Not that I understand much of that. The inbreeding, I mean. *There is an awkward silence as she looks at something off camera for a moment, her eyes moving from left to right.* Uhm, I think visiting malls is probably a bad idea anyways. If you need something, there are servants who can do that... Alright, not sure if that sounded strange to an outsider or not. Malta makes you think weirdly about... stuff. Yes.

*There is a sigh before she holds up a piece of paper with the bullet points: 'Talk about creating horror movies', 'Psychology stuff I got no clue about That's a bad idea', 'Make joke about floating in a ship meditating to ease the mood', and 'Why we could just meet'.*

You know, I never 'ad this before. I think you're just too intelligent for me to really, like, match you. *A dry chuckle.* I even need notes to remember everything you said. Weird, huh? Don't worry about me 'ere; I'll just- I'll fetch some Deuterium for your Dromedary, okay? It does use Deuterium, right? We'll come back together, then.

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