Monday; Week 11; Grell

[tevinteriscoming]

[After the motive and the group discussion, he'll want to speak to Grell in private. Bringing her back to his room for a chat.]

Are you all right? [First things first. He's no idea what Grell's hostage means to her, but this week can't be pleasant for anyone.]

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[erythristic]

[the woman that was Grell's had been there on the other side, and Grell had not paid a single shred of attention to anyone else. the sight of Angelina - alive, whole, uninjured - was strong enough to rip through some of her carefully crafted manners, and to see her and know she was in a game like this...

it's too much. it had been hard enough staying calm enough to tell them all about her, to let them know about who was probably serving as the Nuwa's doctor. going back with Dorian was welcome, to not have to look at everyone and to try to breathe.]

It will pass.

[that's what she has to believe to not have this be what causes everything to break. she can't, she won't allow herself to shed tears when someone else could see.]

You?

Afternoon Tuesday

[tevinteriscoming]

[And after a conversation with someone else, coming to find Grell in her room. He's much less measured this time around, and when they talk, he gets straight to business.]

Jack. Apparently, he's been claiming to have some sort of alien hunter role to various individuals. I can't tell you who told me, as they rightly fear retaliation. But can you confirm this? I suspect it's something the Bull knew full well.