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"Came." Caroline corrected, stepping throught the threashold. "Plymouth thought I might not be able to keep up with him in my shoes. Evidently he has never seen anyone dance a quickstep." Not her favourite dance, but certainly useful training for later life, it seemed.
She looked around. Professor Kazimeriz... all 'concernicus'. Celandine Toussaint.... not at all as Tobi described her. And Plymouth, about to keel over, she conjured a glass of water for him, "Drink this before you make a second patient of yourself, please." she instructed him, handing him the glass. Then she turned to Professor Kazimeriz, not her favourite person, but lately, a better ally than some. "Now, would someone like to brief me a little before we get started?"
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