Luthien: There you are.

Luthien: As expected: same dirty corner, same contemplative cat. Ferrahn: *snorts* Luthien: Though I suppose I should be grateful you're not sitting on the floor this time.

Luthien: So what ails your thoughts this time? Ferrahn: It's none of your business. Luthien: Oh?

Luthien: It's a rather beautiful day, isn't it? Ferrahn: . . .

Ferrahn: What do you want? Luthien: *smiles* To appease my curiousity. Ferrahn: Hmph. Luthien: So he tried to apologise to you. Ferrahn: !

Luthien: So tell me. *purrs* How was it with him? Ferrahn: . . . Luthien: Well? Did you make sure he wanted more? Ferrahn: . . .

Ferrahn: *snarls* Just how much did you see?! Luthien: *laughs softly* Oh, I would have watched everything. But Evien became distracted. Ferrahn: *snarls*

Luthien: *laughs softly* You were out in the open. Anyone could have stood and watched. Ferrahn: *snarls*

Ferrahn: *hiss* I'm done talking to you! Luthien: Have it your way. *purrs*

Luthien: Though I can guess that things didn't go the way you'd planned. Ferrahn: . . . Luthien: He looked rather hurt and confused when we next saw him. Ferrahn: *soft hiss* Luthien: What _did_ you do now, Ferrahn?

Ferrahn: *gritts his teeth and hisses* Stupid of me. I forgot how they tend to appear where you least expect. Luthien: *soft hiss* Ferrahn: ?

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