[Gemma has, by then, calmed down. Severus has left. She's trying to interpret what she saw, but isn't having much luck. The knock is a blessing, really. Pieces of paper are strewn all over her living room floor--she's tried writing out possibilities, but has disposed of all of them. She opens the door, looking worn, but definitely alert.]
Thank you for coming, Cassie. I just--it might be easier like this. To figure out.
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Thank you for coming, Cassie. I just--it might be easier like this. To figure out.