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Anthy is sitting at a small round table, with a cup of tea and a bowl of soup in front of her. She's knitting something small and green, slowly, and watching the rest of the bar.

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They're Endless.

*Really, that's enough of an explanation for Tom*

Um, well, congratulations! Have you set a date?

"Well, yes," Anthy agrees. "That's why they're called the Endless."

She blinks. "A date for what?"

Your wedding. A date for your wedding.

"Oh, no," she says, blinking at him. "We're not getting married."

*He blinks back.*

But... she's your fiancee.

"Yes," Anthy says unhelpfully. And, taking pity, adds, "She won the last duel."

Duel?

No. Never mind. I'm certain I'd not understand even if you told me.

How have you been lately?

"Oh, I've been fine, thank you. It's nice that the weather's getting warmer." Outside, a gust of wind shakes lingering raindrops from the scraggly trees to the mud, just to spite her.

She smiles cheerfully. "How have you been?"

Busy, as usual, but good. Is it getting warmer? It's quite cold and dank in most parts of London Below, still.

"I think it is." She glances at the window. "It's not snowing all the time anymore, at least."

Instead it's muddy. Tricky thing, mud. Anthy changes the subject.

"Spring will be good for the roses, I think."

Roses... still growing those, are you?

*He raises an eyebrow.*

Anthy looks back blankly.

"Yes, of course."

Her voice goes up a little at the end, questioningly.

*He stares. Must be Blodwen's bad influence making her like this again. She'd been almost... normal the past few conversations. He sighs.*

Well, perhaps I'll see you Sunday, if you'd like to read more of my paper.

Anthy looks a little sheepish. "I'm sorry . . . I can get my own, after all."

"But -- I'll see you Sunday, then." This smile is a little less forcefully cheerful, and a little more friendly.

*He smiles warmly.*

No, Anthy - I rather like giving it to you. No one else enjoys it as much as you and I do.

The smile widens. "All right, then."

She hesitates. "Thank you, Tom."

You're welcome, Anthy.

Have a good night, alright? I'll see you soon.

"You too. See you later!" She waves.

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