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The universe, it seemed, was in a mood. Instead of picking up on her frantic please don't let her notice me thoughts, it chose instead to worm its way inside her chest and pluck at the ones she'd fought to bury; the ones that told her she was lonely, and that even she needed company now and then. Stef slowed her pace a little, hoping to dodge around the woman and continue on, but was forced to halt when the woman spoke. She cleared her throat and hunched her shoulders, clearly uncomfortable, but the look in her eye wasn't nearly as feisty as she probably wanted it to be. Her brow furrowed, her head tilting to the side, as her mind caught on Morgana's words; they were definitely not in Spanish, the only language she'd bothered to keep in her head, but she knew she'd heard the language before. What was it called again? Oh, yes!

"Sorry, I don't speak English well," Estefania replied softly, her voice heavily accented but mostly clear. She reverted to her natural Spanish as she continued, her voice growing a bit more bold than it had been as she was clearly more comfortable with the language. "Do you perhaps speak Spanish?"

Stef paused, studying the woman's face for another long moment. "You look familiar as well," she added in Spanish, following it with a slightly clumsy English version in case Morgana hadn't understood. "Perhaps I've seen you around before?"

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Sorry this is so short, the next one will be longer! Still learning Stef and feeling a little rusty too. :P
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