[In some way, Beatrix wonders if she misses her soldiers. In a fashion, perhaps. If only for the same stability and familiarity that she's been clinging to since her arrival. But that's not the same.
Oriphi continues and she pauses for several breaths before she airs a soft huff of air. Someone special. Her? There aren't many who are particularly endeared to her company. Or vice versa, honestly.]
You are asking me if I have a paramour in Alexandria. [Lifting a hand, she pinches the bridge of her nose after a breath.] No. Nothing of the sort. Such things do not suit me.
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[In some way, Beatrix wonders if she misses her soldiers. In a fashion, perhaps. If only for the same stability and familiarity that she's been clinging to since her arrival. But that's not the same.
Oriphi continues and she pauses for several breaths before she airs a soft huff of air. Someone special. Her? There aren't many who are particularly endeared to her company. Or vice versa, honestly.]
You are asking me if I have a paramour in Alexandria. [Lifting a hand, she pinches the bridge of her nose after a breath.] No. Nothing of the sort. Such things do not suit me.