Date: 2007-04-15 07:00 am (UTC)
Gwen's eyes widen.

(Her reaction is immediate and under the skin, and she stifles that as best she can: Not now not now not now.)

"He didn't--"

She snarls, without meaning to. It was supposed to be, what, a sigh? Something harmless and sympathetic.

"Son of a bitch."
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