"So you died." No revulsion, no pity, only a mild curiosity and a still milder hint of sympathy. "Because it was necessary. And you killed because it was necessary. The best and only reason to do anything, I'd say." She tilted her head, still studying his face. "Though I hesitate to ask what the person's being a cheerleader had anything to do with it." It was doubtful whether Camilla had ever actually met a cheerleader. They were to her part and parcel of the excruciating mom-and-apple-pie Americana that people like the Corcoran family affected. They were, in short, distasteful.
"I'm glad you're here and not dead, but it must have been a shock. Would you like a drink?" she offered kindly, ever the hostess.
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Date: 2007-07-17 07:22 am (UTC)"I'm glad you're here and not dead, but it must have been a shock. Would you like a drink?" she offered kindly, ever the hostess.