[Mika's shout is quickly followed by shuffling, and she limps over, beating some of her own shed undercoat off of her skirt and muttering about it before glancing up.
And nearly dropping her cane.]
Anders?
[Oh God, he probably thinks she's a useless trouble magnet now.]
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[Mika's shout is quickly followed by shuffling, and she limps over, beating some of her own shed undercoat off of her skirt and muttering about it before glancing up.
And nearly dropping her cane.]
Anders?
[Oh God, he probably thinks she's a useless trouble magnet now.]