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Pandora Montgomery (pandacharms) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Her fingers toyed absently with her drink. She'd known Marcus would understand. Of course, so did most of them who had been of a similar age and pressed into unwilling service under Voldemort's reign. "We did," she agreed with a sigh and a downcast look. Everything she'd done had been done to save her family and her own hide. Certainly she'd gotten some wrong feelings out of it, but every moment of pain she'd suffered she'd done because her family had to stay safe. "Even if no one wants to understand that." Her voice held a bit of brittle bitterness.

She shrugged in agreement. They all had their nightmares. If hers still came at least seventy-five per cent of the time, well, she wasn't even sure if Tristan knew that.

"Are things going better for you in that vein?" she asked, propping her chin on one hand. She knew it was a detriment at times for his career choice.