[She doesn't bother turning around. She never has - though she's alert, as always. He can show himself to her. He can come before her. A hand comes to rest at her hip.]
Had your fun with your dramatic entrance yet? [At that, there's the faintly amused lilt that often touches her voice.]
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Had your fun with your dramatic entrance yet? [At that, there's the faintly amused lilt that often touches her voice.]