"What," says the Ripper with the kingfisher on his shoulder.
"Ripper, Hec, this is... Ripper," says Rayne. "And Isabella Amariah, who apparently isn't here to watch you two have sex, can't imagine why, wild horses couldn't get me to pass that up."
"He doesn't—" the local Ripper says distantly.
"Kit doesn't mind, so why should you?" shrugs Rayne. "C'mon in, shut the door, say hello, steal his tea."
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Date: 2013-08-13 06:34 pm (UTC)"Ripper, Hec, this is... Ripper," says Rayne. "And Isabella Amariah, who apparently isn't here to watch you two have sex, can't imagine why, wild horses couldn't get me to pass that up."
"He doesn't—" the local Ripper says distantly.
"Kit doesn't mind, so why should you?" shrugs Rayne. "C'mon in, shut the door, say hello, steal his tea."
The local Ripper manages to shut the door.