Date: 2008-02-04 12:27 am (UTC)
"You—oh." That really shouldn't be affecting her so much, should it?

And she asked herself very firmly, no nonsense now: it wasn't simply a matter of looking for a Catherine substitute, was it? Because that would be entirely unfair.

No. They were a little alike, both blondes, but not so very much. Starbuck's charms were entirely, uniquely her own.

She shifted her seat, moving closer, and put her free hand, cautiously, on Starbuck's shoulder.
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