She wouldn't have committed their usual business to paper — however easily burned — and they wouldn't speak of some dread artifact like this. So it's her health, and that leaves vanishingly few options for which Strange wouldn't do. His mind ever leaps to children, but there are apothecaries in town, and an army of better midwives.
He's distracted by the time she steps through, steady at filling the drawing room with smoke. Mariette cleaned this place out, but it's rare enough in use, and a layer of dust clings to hunting trophies. The carvings are fine, and the antlers are impressive, and it's all inescapably tacky.
"It'd be a travesty to paint the wood," He isn't looking at her, not yet. A courteous moment to smooth their faces. "But Maker, the place is all browns."
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She wouldn't have committed their usual business to paper — however easily burned — and they wouldn't speak of some dread artifact like this. So it's her health, and that leaves vanishingly few options for which Strange wouldn't do. His mind ever leaps to children, but there are apothecaries in town, and an army of better midwives.
He's distracted by the time she steps through, steady at filling the drawing room with smoke. Mariette cleaned this place out, but it's rare enough in use, and a layer of dust clings to hunting trophies. The carvings are fine, and the antlers are impressive, and it's all inescapably tacky.
"It'd be a travesty to paint the wood," He isn't looking at her, not yet. A courteous moment to smooth their faces. "But Maker, the place is all browns."