[After a pause, she bows, the picture of grace and scathing politeness. The bloody hole in the side of her dress is an accusation that she knows won't trouble him for a moment. She straightens and doesn't bother voicing an additional complaint. He won't care. He can't.]
I had not thought to meet you again so soon. I trust you are uninjured?
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[After a pause, she bows, the picture of grace and scathing politeness. The bloody hole in the side of her dress is an accusation that she knows won't trouble him for a moment. She straightens and doesn't bother voicing an additional complaint. He won't care. He can't.]
I had not thought to meet you again so soon. I trust you are uninjured?