[She pauses, and it would be logical to assume that the conversation is over, but the line stays open for an extra moment or two. Whatever she was going to say, though, she appears to change her mind and sign off there.
She can't bring her entire stockpile with her, but it's supposed to be portable, anyway, and easily hidden; she'll take whatever she can carry easily, hidden amongst her clothes and the ornate silver samovar. Maybe in a few days she'll tell Quentin about it, or at least when the storm breaks. She hadn't told Tiffany, and she doesn't regret that at all now.]
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Date: 2016-04-29 11:10 pm (UTC)[She pauses, and it would be logical to assume that the conversation is over, but the line stays open for an extra moment or two. Whatever she was going to say, though, she appears to change her mind and sign off there.
She can't bring her entire stockpile with her, but it's supposed to be portable, anyway, and easily hidden; she'll take whatever she can carry easily, hidden amongst her clothes and the ornate silver samovar. Maybe in a few days she'll tell Quentin about it, or at least when the storm breaks. She hadn't told Tiffany, and she doesn't regret that at all now.]