A little cafe talk (for Han).

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 At 7 o'clock, Iphigenia is waiting in Sophia's Cafe, waiting for someone who may just turn out to be a new friend. She's glad to talk to him, even if he's maybe a bit reluctant.

She understands, and so she's sitting quietly at a table by the window, people-watching as she waits. She's got a small chamomile tea and a chocolate croissant in front of her, though she really hasn't eaten much of it yet.

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[bornstrong]

"And I thank you for that, but I don't think you want to know what has happened to me," she says. She wants to protect Han from the truth--that she should be dead, that she was a sacrifice, that she went willingly.

All this she thinks about, and remembers, but doesn't say.

Not yet, at least.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

Well, he ain't going to nudge any harder than that. As long as she knows he's listening, she's welcome to tell him what she likes when she likes to.

"Alright, princess." He says with a touch of thoughtfulness in his eyes. "I'm easy."

[bornstrong]

She smiles softly, then, appreciating his respectfulness.

"One day," she muses. "One day it will be easy to speak of."