A few moments later, Zelda comes to herself with a sharp gasp.
There's a breath. Two, for luxury's sake, while she gathers her thoughts- tries to put together names and figures and a timeline that doesn't make sense.
But it's been- a minute? Maybe? She can piece it together, if she has time....
"...My apologies," she says at last, "I don't believe...."
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There's a breath. Two, for luxury's sake, while she gathers her thoughts- tries to put together names and figures and a timeline that doesn't make sense.
But it's been- a minute? Maybe? She can piece it together, if she has time....
"...My apologies," she says at last, "I don't believe...."