[Sure, let's start with that. Verso follows until he falls into line behind her, his eyes sweeping her form as though to make certain she truly does exist. Finding those quick moments-in-between-moments to verify the impossible, only to follow with a quick retort.]
Did she? She was right.
[He crosses his arms.]
Practically half the Expedition is here. Even... ones you'd not expect.
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Did she? She was right.
[He crosses his arms.]
Practically half the Expedition is here. Even... ones you'd not expect.
[Gentle fishing. Has she run into Gustave?]