[For Savannah] It messed me up, need a second to breathe

[girlsolo]

Kate's tired of kissing strangers to get them free of mistletoe. She's especially tired of snooty Victorian Brits (even if they turn out fine). And she's even more tired, raw, from the shades of little Victorian children, none of them acting like kids at all if she tries to talk to them.

She spends the afternoon shopping, in and out of little curio shops. She "buys" a small book of maps, a tiny globe on a brass stand, a small one for Declan, an ivory elephant, two scrimshaw carved scene on matched walrus tusks (it reminds her of the steno tusks she didn't end up stealing) and a tea set. Kids like tea sets, right?

It's sunset by the time she crosses the bridges to what used to be the Compound. She's planning to slip in and leave some of the things for the kids at the Children's Office and get out before anyone catches her. Just like she's been doing. Tonight when she gets in, there's a light in the office. Savannah's there still.

Kate's about to leave, but the swell of Savannah's belly in silhouette when she turns toward the light and the smile in her eyes arrests Kate. She tucks her gloves into her pockets, pushes her hair back and straight, then knocks.

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Title lyrics from Adam Lambert's What Do You Want From Me?

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Savannah looked up and smiled just as wide as she could manage.

"Well hello there," she said. It took some doing but she worked her way up out of her seat. She wore a lovely outfit suitable of the time but it was without corset or bustle. It was merely a skirt and a bodice, both of them simultaneously fitted for the proper lines and loose enough for her belly.

"Come in, come in. You're a little late for me to put you to work, Kate," she laughed. "What brings you in?"

She noticed the goods but thought better of mentioning them. She wasn't so naive to think all the new things in the children's office magicked themselves there- she just didn't know who had been bringing them. Now she had her suspicions.