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[moonjelly]

[ It might not be the most familiar place to her, but Aurelie has no trouble making herself at home here, or at least pretending to do so. She's curled up in a large, squishy armchair, with a thermos nestled in the other corner of the armchair and a book resting across her knees. It's a rather hefty volume, and it's been open to the same page for quite a while.

Not that she's reading, exactly, so much as looking around.

She clears her throat significantly. ]

How-- [ She swallows down the end of the word. Second thoughts. There's no way to phrase this without sounding suspicious, is there?

Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained. ] How would you go about getting a secret out of someone?