[Carefully, very carefully, Raine steps into the circle, placing her feet in what spaces of bare floor are left. Her mouth trembles; she forces it to stop, even though Solomon can't see it.]
[For a moment she just stares at him, trying to memorize the shape of his face, the slant of his smile. She knows him so well it shouldn't be necessary: but anything can slip away, in an unguarded moment. Finally she slips her arms around him, curling her hands into his waistcoat like that alone could hold him there.]
Do you have any idea how long...?
[It can't be long. He wouldn't have told her to hurry if there was no need.]
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[For a moment she just stares at him, trying to memorize the shape of his face, the slant of his smile. She knows him so well it shouldn't be necessary: but anything can slip away, in an unguarded moment. Finally she slips her arms around him, curling her hands into his waistcoat like that alone could hold him there.]
Do you have any idea how long...?
[It can't be long. He wouldn't have told her to hurry if there was no need.]