Gideon doesn't know who Shen Yuan is, but Magnus and Galahad being close makes sense to her. Novel fucking idea, having friends—having friends who don't die or turn out to be disguised ghouls the minute you decide you're friends, anyway. Not that she and Dulcinea were friends, exactly, but—agh.
She wants to scrub her hands over her face, but she's in her paint, so she settles for scrubbing them through her hair again, nails against her scalp. "Right. I—fuck it. Okay."
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Date: 2024-03-07 10:01 pm (UTC)She wants to scrub her hands over her face, but she's in her paint, so she settles for scrubbing them through her hair again, nails against her scalp. "Right. I—fuck it. Okay."