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"I could assure there wouldn't be, but fine, fine, no plague rats." Liliana sighed, clearly Greatly Put Upon^TM that she couldn't bedevil unworthy men.

Much like last week, she was taking a sip of her tea when Nell asked about Ignis, but she managed to swallow quickly and avoid choking, which was a blessing. Though the few moments it took her to get herself situated were also put to work fighting down the instinctive denial that rose up in answer.

"Quite well, thank you," she said, sounding horribly stiff and formal even to her own ears. Which was neither right nor fair, considering how happy she was, but...

Listen, trauma was a hell of a thing, even if (perhaps especially if) one was simply pretending it didn't exist.

"It is...always good," she added softly. "When he is around. Even when it isn't." And then she was quickly drinking more tea, as if to prevent her mouth from saying anything else.