Flowering City

…How have you been?

[Thinks about it for a second] Well enough. Work has been. [Gestures]

Very good. [Small smile] I'm glad you've been... well.

What have you done to your hair? face?? [Don’t worry, he’ll get any make up that may be on your face…off.]

I... washed my hair. With soap-- [Swats at his hand. Stop it.] And I haven't done anything to my face, except... eye liner? I think?

Then why are you here? Did you miss a train to Bern? Or Munich perhaps? //People from other nations didn’t often come to Liechtenstein “just because”. Honestly, it was hard for her to believe that anyone would come for anything but work.//

Ah, no-- [Pauses and wrinkles her nose] See, I was here for work, but-- [gestures] I may have. Made a mess of a meeting and now I am... Not. And I see no pressing need to return to Greece at the moment, so I'm here.

You look disgusting. [continues to touch hair Gods it feels so strange and]

Ah, yes, thank you for that. [blinks. Please stop.]

*Small wave back*

How have you been, Molly?

[(touches face)] The years have touched you. Not that I find this surprising, perhaps disappointing.

[Very small smile] Ah, yes, the years have caught up to me. I don't look that bad, do I?

[vaguely concerned Spartan noise (singular)] You appear differently, sister…

[Blinks and looks at him] I appear differently?

*Yes hello Calandra*

[Small wave]

[Athenian noises]

[Contradictory Spartan noises]

[Mildly annoyed Athenian noises]