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Is there a limit to how much we can ask of the Castle?

Angel;
Were you the one who brought me here?

Clark;
I'm sorry.


[ She can also be found at the gym, as always, practicing.

You may hear echoes of this music from outside, accompanied by the occasional sound of wood tapping against linoleum. Once she finishes a round, she takes a few minutes to breathe, then does it again. Sometimes she rehearses a part many times, perfecting it. And sometimes, after a good round, she curtsies to herself in the mirror and smiles.

But Nina doesn't smile when she dances. ]

Comments

Nina

[supes]

You beat me to it; I was coming to apologize to you. You don't have anything to apologize for.

Did you find the gym?

Clark

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You shouldn't, it was my fault.

I did.

Nina

[supes]

I was the one poking where I shouldn't have.

What do you think? Suitable for a principal ballerina?

Clark

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You didn't say anything wrong.

[ She will have to keep a lid on that smile now. ]

Yes.

Nina

[supes]

If I hadn't said anything wrong, I don't think I would have gotten that reaction. I'd still like to make it up to you.

Good. You'll have plenty to do, then.

Clark

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It's just--the past few days have been a bit much, so, you don't have to.

I think I found Lois, but I haven't said hi.

Nina

[supes]

If you're absolutely sure.

Oh? Why not?

Clark

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Very sure.

I found her on someone else's entry. I didn't want to intrude.

Nina

[supes]

Well, if you do get the chance, introduce yourself. She doesn't bite, I promise.

Clark

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I'm sure. I will.