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The Barovian woman arched a single, delicate black brow, but she managed to not smile more broadly at Richard's discomfiture. Even if the blush was kind of adorable.
"The storms at the Svalich Pass make mockery of all attempts at scheduling. You have my sympathies." Lena said, taking another look at Maya. That was really a gorgeous animal. "I would offer to show you around Vestrdyrr, but I have my own welcoming committee, with schedules which no one has told me about."
"If you like, I can probably de-fox you now." Lena suggested, looking up at where Ushka seemed to be settling down for a nap on Richard's shoulder.