Beverly glances at her hand, then sets the cards back on the table, facedown. Caught off guard as she is by Deanna's probing about Hawke and Ladon, her poker guards aren't up: it's a pretty bad hand. "Well that's just it, isn't it? We don't really know. Presumably they went home... After all, you remember a later version of me, don't you? But I have my doubts."
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