Room 239/240 - After the Dance club meeting [NFB]

[notcalledlizzie]

Elizabeth was curled up on her bed, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. Hugging a stuffed dog to her chest, she's staring at the page of one of the children's books she bought from Mr Phale yesterday. But she's not turned from the first page since she opened it, and if you tried to ask her what she was reading, she couldn't say.

[ooc: The door is closed, so it's pretty much locked to roommates or anyone who knows Elizabeth well enough to talk their way in]

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[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth nods. "I did, and I'll admit to that. I was lucky, and had an idyllic childhood."

[can_be_more]

"It's good to be reminded of that, then," Aeryn says.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"To a certain degree, yes," Elizabeth agrees. "See, you're better at this comfort thing than you think, with me talking about my childhood instead of a killing." She tries to smile.

[can_be_more]

"That was an accident, but I'm glad it if helps," she smiles.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"It's never good to wallow in things you can't change," she says, closing the book. "You'd have thought that I'd have learnt this by now, but apparently not!"

[can_be_more]

"I think it's one of those lessons you have to keep learning. Unfortunately."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

She nods, sighing. "Yep. Which is why it's always good to talk to someone... even if it's not about the original subject."