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[ Gwen is sewing.

There is so much time to fill these days that she takes these projects, uses them to pass her hours and keep her mind occupied with simple things rather than her worries and lord knows she has plenty.

In her lap, a dress is laid, more of a gown of silks in shades of royal blue and lighter blue. It is an impressive piece, one she is working on for many weeks on from the look of her fingers, she had poked herself with the needle more than once.

Still she works, sewing what looks like a golden embodiment on the edges.

Beside her is a cup of tea and actually, it's not the gown she wants to talk about. ]

It's rather brilliant.

[ she takes the cup, sips her tea. ]

Are they really tea-leaves? I have never heard of any leaves that can make something so wonderful. In Camelot we only have water and if you're fortunate you have milk.

[ and ale and mead and wine, but Gwen never tried those. ]

N-not that I mind the milk and the water. Or Camelot, really, I miss it quite often but -

[ she's doing it again isn't she? the babbling. She stops, smiles. ]

It is rather brilliant. Where can one find those...tea leaves? Where do they grow?

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[Sue has something like ten wards, plus her own two children. And her fully-grown brother really ought to count as a kid, too.]

More or less. [The historical details of Chinese and Indian unification are not particularly relevant to this discussion, nor does Sue trust herself to get them right off the top of her head.]

China is where silk comes from, and India has spices.

These?

[ she lifts the gown, puts it carefully back in her lap. ]

I only heard little of spices, to be truthful. At the castle, they would cook with many of them for the banquets. It was wonderful, the halls were filled with the most wonderful scents.

Rome almost bankrupted itself buying spice from India. [Talk about an unfavorable balance of trade.]

[Given the awful state of this planet, Sue's not sure if that's real silk or if Gwen's unwittingly working with synthetics, but close enough.]

That's beautiful work. [She's not big on sewing, but boy is she ever big on clothes. Her own outfit is a black-and-white skintight suit with a giant number 4 on the chest, but she does wear civilian clothes quite a lot of the time. They're just all in her closet in another universe right now.]

Thank you, my Lady. It is a gift. It gives me something to busy myself with. I find I have many hours to fill here. I am quite unused to it.

You can call me Sue. [She's not one to stand on any kind of formality beyond general courtesy.]

Sue, it's nice to meet you.

My name is Guinevere, but everyone call me Gwen.

[Camelot, Guinevere. Sue can't help her eyes widening a little. She hadn't been expecting to run into that particular end of things here. Still, it's not that much of a surprise, and she smiles.]

Gwen. Nice to meet you, too.

You seem to know much of the world. Have you traveled outside of your kingdom or are you a scholar?

I travel a lot, yes.

[Honey, you don't know the half of it.]

Have you ever crossed Camelot at one of your travels? It is a beautiful kingdom, I heard many say.

[ It's beautiful to Gwen to, but it is simply home, she knows nothing else in comparison. ]

[Honestly, she might have, but it's impossible to keep track of all the crossovers.]

No, I can't say I've ever had the pleasure. I know people who have, though.

[For some reason, Iron Man ends up there more than you'd think, and Doctor Doom used to date Morgan le Fay.]

Truly?

[ it's nice to know someone who knows Camelot and not from a storybook. ]

Perhaps one day you will. The castle is rather lovely.

I have friends who get around, too. [There's the slightest pause before "friends," because she's thinking of Doom, who does a lot of time traveling, and he's...well, she's not sure what he is, but it's not a friend.]

Maybe I'll ask my husband about it. It seems like it would be a nice place for a vacation. [She doesn't mean ask permission, either. Reed's the one who has to program the time machine.]

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You're married?

[ Oh goodness! You're the first married woman Gwen met in this city, and she tilts her head, a smile forming on her lips. ]

And your husband, he is here with you?

[Sue smiles back.] Reed's not here yet.

[She assumes he'll be by to pick her up soon, because that's always how it's worked in the past.]

I hope he will be, my L - Susan. N-not that I wish him to be held here, I don't, nor do I want you to be; I suppose I am simply trying to say -

[ a breath ]

I hope you will see each other soon.

[Oh, Gwen, that's adorably awkward.]

I understand what you're trying to say. Thank you.

You're welcome, my Lady - Susan. I can imagine it's not easy being away from your husband.

It's not, but it's also not the first time. I'll be all right. It's kind of you to be concerned.

[Sue's friendly demeanor is hiding an iron will.]

Is there anyone you know from home here?

There are three, yes. Prince Arthur, Merlin and the Lady Morgana. All of Camelot.

[She doesn't manage to entirely hide her reaction to "Morgana," but it's only a momentary widening of the eyes. Sue assumes Merlin will be able to keep her in line.]

"Prince" Arthur?

[That does explain a few things.]

[ Morgana is a joined effort :') ]

The Crown Prince of Camelot, yes. Have you met him?

No, I haven't. I'd like to, however.

[It's a bit of a hint, yes. King Arthur where she's from is an extremely worthwhile person, so she assumes at least some of that is going to hold across universes.]

I could introduce you, if you would like.

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