#bea001

Even when the last detective left the room, finally providing Billie with some momentary quiet after being bombarded with questions, Billie still sat with her back straight and her hand carefully folded in her lap, as if she was still being watched and listened to. For all she knew, she was. It wasn't like she was going to talk to herself, though. No, Billie was pretty quiet unless she was talking about something she enjoyed or embarrassing herself, and it was rather impossible to do either of those things alone. She was, however, thinking, a lot, still unsure of exactly what was happening. She was... arrested. She'd committed a crime. She stole something. Admittedly, Billie couldn't remember stealing anything, but she'd also fallen asleep at some point at work, which was bad enough as it was. That was something she should probably get in trouble for, but stealing? Unless she did that while she was asleep (which was apparently possible), she just didn't know.

She was expecting another officer, which was why it was so surprising when the Fae Queen entered. Billie managed to sit up a little straighter. She wasn't in the court, had never gotten around to joining, but that didn't mean that she could simply slouch about. She knew better. "Hello," she said quietly. "I suppose I'm in trouble on multiple fronts, aren't I?"