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xp_logsset Wednesday...
It was all about progress, Amanda reminded herself as she got up to answer the knock on the door. All about putting stuff behind them and moving on. The butterflies in her stomach really didn't pay attention to logic, 'though. But at least the knock sounded as nervous as she felt. And Kitty, when she opened the door, _looked_ a bit nervous, although she was covering it reasonably well.
"Hey," Amanda said, with a half-grin. It was the best she could manage, after what had turned out to be a rather hectic couple of days. "Thanks for comin'."
"Hi." Kitty smiled in return, squashing any impulse she had to run, or drop through the floor. Amanda didn't frighten her, and she didn't deserve to be treated as though she did. "Don't worry about it," she added. "I figure, well, I owe you one. For not, you know... coming and talking to you earlier." Oh, that was coherent...
"Any earlier an' I probably wouldn't have listened," Amanda said, honestly, stepping aside to let Kitty in. "I weren't exactly bein' that approachable before spring break."
"But that's kind of understandable," Kitty said, moving into Amanda's room. "I mean, I don't know what all happened, but I know stuff was getting kind of heavy at you. I'm sorry if anything I did... or didn't do, added to that."
Amanda opened her mouth to shrug Kitty's words off, but reconsidered. "Thanks," she said at last. She dragged the chair from Cloud's desk - still bare, as the girl had turned up with even less possessins than Amanda had - and offered it to Kitty before plonking herself down on her own. "I don't blame you for not sayin' anythin' then, but I'm glad yer sayin' it now. Felt like the whole place hated me sometimes."
Turning the chair around, Kitty straddled it, leaning her arms across the back. Nodding, she said, "I hope things are going better now?"
"So far." Amanda grinned wryly. "Early days yet, but everyone knows what me problem is now, so I've got people keepin' an eye on me." She looked down. "'M sorry, 'bout the potion. I didn't mean for anyone t' actually use it, but still, I did make it in the first place. If I hadn't, none of it would have happened."
"It's..." Kitty started, then shook her head. "Well, it's not all right, but it's all right, if you know what I mean. If nothing else, there was stuff I needed to deal with and wasn't, and you at least provided the impetus to get me to Samson."
"I'd say it's a good thing I did it then, but it ain't," said Amanda, with a small chuckle. "So out of things being all right and not all right at the same time, I think we managed t' get what we wanted t' say across. An' I think Samson's gunna be able t' retire on his earnings from this place alone."
Kitty chuckled. "Or at least write a second doctoral thesis on the data he's collecting. And yeah, I'd say you're right. Which, I guess, means it's time to look at your homework..." A little grin crept onto her face.
A pained look crossed Amanda's face. "I s'pose it is," she said, sounding resigned. "'S gunna be a bit of a come down for you, bein' a maths genius an' all. 'S basic stuff," she warned, spinning the chair to face her desk and grabbing a book from the stack that was piled haphazardly amongst the papers, notebooks and bits and pieces strewn everywhere.
"Don't worry. I like all math, and hey, if I can help... So, what are you working on?"
It was all about progress, Amanda reminded herself as she got up to answer the knock on the door. All about putting stuff behind them and moving on. The butterflies in her stomach really didn't pay attention to logic, 'though. But at least the knock sounded as nervous as she felt. And Kitty, when she opened the door, _looked_ a bit nervous, although she was covering it reasonably well.
"Hey," Amanda said, with a half-grin. It was the best she could manage, after what had turned out to be a rather hectic couple of days. "Thanks for comin'."
"Hi." Kitty smiled in return, squashing any impulse she had to run, or drop through the floor. Amanda didn't frighten her, and she didn't deserve to be treated as though she did. "Don't worry about it," she added. "I figure, well, I owe you one. For not, you know... coming and talking to you earlier." Oh, that was coherent...
"Any earlier an' I probably wouldn't have listened," Amanda said, honestly, stepping aside to let Kitty in. "I weren't exactly bein' that approachable before spring break."
"But that's kind of understandable," Kitty said, moving into Amanda's room. "I mean, I don't know what all happened, but I know stuff was getting kind of heavy at you. I'm sorry if anything I did... or didn't do, added to that."
Amanda opened her mouth to shrug Kitty's words off, but reconsidered. "Thanks," she said at last. She dragged the chair from Cloud's desk - still bare, as the girl had turned up with even less possessins than Amanda had - and offered it to Kitty before plonking herself down on her own. "I don't blame you for not sayin' anythin' then, but I'm glad yer sayin' it now. Felt like the whole place hated me sometimes."
Turning the chair around, Kitty straddled it, leaning her arms across the back. Nodding, she said, "I hope things are going better now?"
"So far." Amanda grinned wryly. "Early days yet, but everyone knows what me problem is now, so I've got people keepin' an eye on me." She looked down. "'M sorry, 'bout the potion. I didn't mean for anyone t' actually use it, but still, I did make it in the first place. If I hadn't, none of it would have happened."
"It's..." Kitty started, then shook her head. "Well, it's not all right, but it's all right, if you know what I mean. If nothing else, there was stuff I needed to deal with and wasn't, and you at least provided the impetus to get me to Samson."
"I'd say it's a good thing I did it then, but it ain't," said Amanda, with a small chuckle. "So out of things being all right and not all right at the same time, I think we managed t' get what we wanted t' say across. An' I think Samson's gunna be able t' retire on his earnings from this place alone."
Kitty chuckled. "Or at least write a second doctoral thesis on the data he's collecting. And yeah, I'd say you're right. Which, I guess, means it's time to look at your homework..." A little grin crept onto her face.
A pained look crossed Amanda's face. "I s'pose it is," she said, sounding resigned. "'S gunna be a bit of a come down for you, bein' a maths genius an' all. 'S basic stuff," she warned, spinning the chair to face her desk and grabbing a book from the stack that was piled haphazardly amongst the papers, notebooks and bits and pieces strewn everywhere.
"Don't worry. I like all math, and hey, if I can help... So, what are you working on?"
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