dramatispersonae

Room 3

You find yourselves in a well acquainted parlor while the storm rages on outside. Mother's voice resounds from somewhere unseen.

"Dear Mother will be with you in a moment, my children. But until then, please do try to become well acquainted with one another."

[You'll find a small dance card tucked into the pocket of your outfit. It has on it a description of your role. Please refer to the DP journal for a post locked to your team with the contents of your card.]

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[. . . meets his gaze]

Yes?

I apologize for compromising your secrets.

My weaknesses are not yours to compensate for.

A fault's a fault; that part of it was mine.

I would have you do no differently.

...

*in a more normal tone*

Emil's staying in Sterling tonight.

[blinks, then exhales, posture shifting a little, relaxing slightly]

. . . that's fine. The space might be good for him. But I'll come to talk to him first thing in the morning . . . he needs to know we want him to come back, I think.