[Fortescue half-raises an eyebrow. Truthfully, she doesn't really care about Meg not asking permission as, she understands, the angels have to. Not out of a sense of morality, but simply that she can't bring herself to care. Caring about too much has become more difficult, as of late. She only has energy for the things that impact her, in truth. Time will tell if her ability to give much of a damn returns.]
Oh, no, darling. [She leans forward to place a light kiss on the end of Meg's nose.] You work marvelously, I assure you.
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Oh, no, darling. [She leans forward to place a light kiss on the end of Meg's nose.] You work marvelously, I assure you.