[She grins excitedly at Loki before fumbling the lock open. Pushing the door open, she goes in. She's expecting a mattress on the floor, maybe a couple of mismatched chairs. Maybe an oven, a toilet, a shower. Not this. She stands, taking it all in, before gently reaching for the table and running her hand over it's top.]
This - this is real, no? This is really here, like this? For me?
I didn't conjure it, I bought it. It's all real and here for you. If you don't like it, we can take it back and exchange it for something else. I confess, I don't know how to buy for a young woman, so I bought neutral things.
( He'd hoped they were passable, anyway, and it seems they are. )
[Eponine finds she's shaking, trembling profusely with excitement. She turns to Loki and pulls him into a hug.]
You are so kind. Thank you, Papa. Thank you, mon chere, for doing it for me. I'm that glad.
[She trips over her words, unable to concentrate on her grammar and slipping back into her old, jumbly habits.]
I never thought I'd own something so nice. And you know how I shall do? I'm going to get window boxes, if you don't mind, and I shall grow flowers and flowers here. How is that?
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[She laughs too for a moment, but her expression becomes serious.]
How much did you pay? I want to pay for it. Pay you for it, or pay rent if I can't afford it. Please. So it's really like it's all mine.
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You needn't pay, it's a gift, but if you want to...I could set up payments for you. Give me a few days to draw it up, yes?
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[She'd been about to push the keys back into his hands, but she stops when she gets her way.]
Can we go inside? Do I need furniture? I don't even care if I have to sleep on the floor truly.
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( Loki gestures at the door for her to unlock it. )
You may do the honors.
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This - this is real, no? This is really here, like this? For me?
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( He'd hoped they were passable, anyway, and it seems they are. )
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[Eponine finds she's shaking, trembling profusely with excitement. She turns to Loki and pulls him into a hug.]
You are so kind. Thank you, Papa. Thank you, mon chere, for doing it for me. I'm that glad.
[She trips over her words, unable to concentrate on her grammar and slipping back into her old, jumbly habits.]
I never thought I'd own something so nice. And you know how I shall do? I'm going to get window boxes, if you don't mind, and I shall grow flowers and flowers here. How is that?
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( Loki is honestly glad that she likes it because he thinks Eponine should be allowed to have things she can call her own. )