Venus had been given a few days off from work to recover, and she'd had the intention of actually, you know, relaxing. And then she woke up in the morning and went into work anyway. She couldn't help it. She just was not the sort of person who could take time out for themselves when there was chaos around her. There was stuff to be done, and by God, she was going to do it. If her boss gave her grief at work, she'd leave - and just go to the bombing sight and volunteer. That had not happened, however. And it was because she had gone into work that she was almost late for her lunch with August. As she pushed open the door she saw Eliza shoot her a gloomy look, but she didn't look as annoyed at her presence as usual. Perhaps because, despite the wonderful Hepburn frames she was sporting, Venus was not looking her best. Her black eye had gone down, but her skin was still a terrible shade of yellow. Most of her injuries she'd been able to heal or accelerate enough, but there was no hiding the stitched gash in her arm. At least, not without sweating to death in the summer heat.
"The roads in town," Venus said to August, sighing heavily, "are a mess." Understandably so, considering there was a good block that was just... pretty much non-existant now. She hugged him tightly and took her seat, offering a smile as she noticed Eliza staring again. Venus resisted the urge to wave her off. "That girl is a dog with a bone," she murmured, shaking her head. "She does know I'm engaged to your brother, right?" Then she grinned. "Someday I gotta come in here in the center of a Summers twin sandwich to see her head explode." Okay, maybe not the best joke in the light of recent circumstances, but she needed humor to keep her sane right now.