[There is a somewhat long delay in the time between Spock's knocking and Syre actually opening the door. She looks tired and worn, as though she hadn't slept for days.]
Sorry. I was preparing a pot of tea.
Do come in. [With that, she'll motion for him to enter, the door wide open now. Papers and folders litter the general area of her living room, with a few books on the corner of a desk.]
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Sorry. I was preparing a pot of tea.
Do come in. [With that, she'll motion for him to enter, the door wide open now. Papers and folders litter the general area of her living room, with a few books on the corner of a desk.]