[Anne has been practically living in the chapel the past few days-- she has a lot of people to pray for, and words to have with God. But it's not a surprise Christine might not realize she's there-- she's made herself small in a corner of the back pew, bent over herself completely, silent.
She doesn't mean to eavesdrop on Christine-- but you know, she's here, so. She at least doesn't disturb her, trying to focus instead on her own prayers, her own promises and vows to God, what she intends to do and trade and plee for the option to have two decent men spared. So it's a bit after Christine finishes speaking that she finishes up herself-- and carefully, quietly, slips out of the pew, taking a few steps to where Christine's voice had come from.]
...Christine? [Probably best to speak up before she approaches too closely, forbid they end up with another awful accident on their hands.]
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She doesn't mean to eavesdrop on Christine-- but you know, she's here, so. She at least doesn't disturb her, trying to focus instead on her own prayers, her own promises and vows to God, what she intends to do and trade and plee for the option to have two decent men spared. So it's a bit after Christine finishes speaking that she finishes up herself-- and carefully, quietly, slips out of the pew, taking a few steps to where Christine's voice had come from.]
...Christine? [Probably best to speak up before she approaches too closely, forbid they end up with another awful accident on their hands.]