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Nessie appreciated the woman's reaction to her written communication; she didn't give her any weird looks for writing instead of speaking, and simply acted like it was totally normal for her to be doing so.

Her eyes brightened a little and she nodded at the offer of the woman's phone number, handing over her notebook and pencil to Shiariel so she could write it down for her. It would be nice to be able to text someone with questions if she had any - and doubtless she would have many once things started progressing.​

Nessie hugged her notebook to her chest and smiled, shaking her head. She was good. Better now that she'd made a friend, one who she could ask for advice on motherhood should she need it.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket and she pulled it out to check it. Edward was asking where she was. Before she answered, she held up a hand to Shia as if asking her to wait for one moment, then flipped to a new page and quickly drew a headshot of the woman with surprising speed and detail.

Tearing the paper from her notebook, she presented it to Shia as a gift in return for all of her help. She smiled gratefully as she held the paper out towards her.​