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Faith comes in from outdoors, looking quietly pleased, and acquires dinner and coffee, then curls up in front of the fireplace.

Tomorrow, there will be blood and violence and possibly all manner of woe. Tonight...tonight was good.

As Alain would say, it is well.

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"No," Faith says, softly. "No, I didn't."

Susan's probably seen an expression very like this one on the faces of three gunslingers of her acquaintance.

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She has, oh aye, and kens it well.

(no quarter - no prisoners)

Flat and bleak and utterly determined, and Susan reaches out helplessly to lay one hand on Faith's.

"Say sorry, I do."

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"Bill's a friend. A very dear friend."

It's all she says. Probably all she needs to say.

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She bites her lip, hesitating for a moment, and then moves closer to Faith and hugs her, telling her with fierce desperation,

"Then he-- if he's with her, and Tim knew something, and ye're going-- it'll be all right, Faith--"

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Faith returns Susan's embrace mechanically, patting her friend's shoulder gently.

"We'll see," she says, softly. "If not...I'll deal with it."

[sai_delgado]

This is somehow not at all comforting, and Susan finds herself remembering Eddie telling her of a carved rose with sharp thorns--

--and the reason for them.

She pulls back, looking at Faith with clear worry.

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And Faith smiles at her.

Quiet. Calm.

"Ka, Susan. Isn't that what you call it?"

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"Like a wind," she agrees quietly, still watching Faith.

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Faith nods. "Well. Then we'll see what ka blows our way. And deal with it as it comes."

[sai_delgado]

Susan nods back, very slowly-- but the worry doesn't fade.