Liz wasn't sure everything was going back to normal, but she nodded. Her eyes went back to the page where she was in mid differentiation of a long complicated equation. Her finger trailed adown over the pencil markings idly. When she spoke, she didn't look up. "You're still okay with me coming home with you?"
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Date: 2019-01-23 05:15 am (UTC)