[She stares at him, all that brilliant color draining from her face. It's a pale, insensible kind of rage. A different version of her might think to push him down the stairs after all. He didn't even recognize her!]
No, [snapped back, her arms at last unwinding from the box so she might firmly close the latch] They are not in the case. But if you will follow me, then I'll happily [hm; she adopts a rictus version of a beautific smile] show it to you.
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No, [snapped back, her arms at last unwinding from the box so she might firmly close the latch] They are not in the case. But if you will follow me, then I'll happily [hm; she adopts a rictus version of a beautific smile] show it to you.