[Ana's eyebrow arches upward when she sees who responds to her message, because honestly there was no one who could surprise her more. The last time she'd seen Jefferson had seem like lifetimes ago, when she was both kinder and dumber. Age and loneliness and regret had hardened some of her more delicate edges, honing them into the blade that she'd used to knick Jafar's side with more than once. It was something that she was prepared to unleash on Jefferson, but she decided not to.
Not yet, anyway.
Instead she just smiled at him in a bright fashion, and she inclined her head to study him, remembering how he'd been so mad when he'd been in Wonderland. He seemed different now, that was certain and different in a worse way if he was acting so bodly towards her.]
My darling, you're certainly looking well. Have you been here long.
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Not yet, anyway.
Instead she just smiled at him in a bright fashion, and she inclined her head to study him, remembering how he'd been so mad when he'd been in Wonderland. He seemed different now, that was certain and different in a worse way if he was acting so bodly towards her.]
My darling, you're certainly looking well. Have you been here long.