[There's not much time between her sending over the address and Kaveh arriving, but she spends the few minutes she's got trying to put herself together. Her unbrushed hair goes into a messy ponytail and some cool water is splashed on her face, though it's not nearly enough to hide the evidence of crying. Everything is puffy and reddened, more so on her pale skin, and it makes Jill sigh dejectedly in the mirror.
Kaveh arrives and she's opening the door, shoulders slumped heavily, looking nothing like the well-put together noble lady she usually does. She might as well suck it up and wait for the inevitable commentary on her appearance.]
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Kaveh arrives and she's opening the door, shoulders slumped heavily, looking nothing like the well-put together noble lady she usually does. She might as well suck it up and wait for the inevitable commentary on her appearance.]
Good evening.