[Her death fresh in her mind, Eponine takes the time to dress warmly against the chill in her brain. A large sweater over a pair of leggings, her hair down. She's even gotten a bit better about makeup application, wearing eyeliner and a bit of lipstick.
Once he arrives, she slides out the door, closing it behind her.] Remy, bon soiree. Thank you for the distraction. [She wraps her arms around herself.]
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Once he arrives, she slides out the door, closing it behind her.] Remy, bon soiree. Thank you for the distraction. [She wraps her arms around herself.]