Val poured them each a cup, then sat again.
"You didn't say where you were going," Margaret prodded.
"I'm going to see someone about my condition," Val replied.
"Your condition," she tutted. "You speak of it like you're ill. You're not ill, you're... Special. Gifted."
She glanced at Jag then, wondering if the other man knew.
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Date: 2015-12-21 12:18 am (UTC)Val poured them each a cup, then sat again.
"You didn't say where you were going," Margaret prodded.
"I'm going to see someone about my condition," Val replied.
"Your condition," she tutted. "You speak of it like you're ill. You're not ill, you're... Special. Gifted."
She glanced at Jag then, wondering if the other man knew.