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[enarms]

"John Watson's phone. I'm either busy or ignoring you, in which case you'll know who you are. Leave a message."

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[enarms]

They must be doing a lot of recruiting around your parts.

[ he won't pry for now - no doubt he'll meet this person at the party. John's immediate focus is on other things. that decision, for one. it's brave. to go so far as to say yes, alright, I'll say goodbye to my own home forever. to the chance of getting back there. we're safer here, and I intend to stay. ]

I did. [ for all the good it'll do John. god, he's let things get complicated. ] Are you on a bead gifting spree, by any chance, Claire?

[nineteenfortyfive]

[She's praying this is the last of it. But that's not a conversation she's having again with anyone.]

Not a spree. I think there might be only a few people I'd like to give beads.

[Hint, hint.]

[enarms]

Lucky lot.

I'll buy one off you. Fair exchange, bead for a bead.

[nineteenfortyfive]

[Another good reason this isn't happening in person: there might be some glassy eyes over here. She's sure neither of them have plans to leave, at least for some time, but it's good to have these silly beads.]

Sounds fair to me.

[enarms]

Good. We can seal the deal at the weekend.

[ it might not ever come to be of any use to either of them, but it's a comfort all the same. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

Perfect. No escape.