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[After the fubar mess from two nights ago, Talia is of two minds with what she is about to do.

1) Leave Mimmi the hell alone, so she can simmer down a bit more. After all, the woman can contact her, right?
2) Try to speak with Mimmi and see if it helps at all. After all, she's had two days to realize this is all silly.

Can we all guess what the helpful Herald is going to do?]

Mimmi... might we speak?

[Talia was unimpressed to wake this morning and find a pair or handcuffs secured around her left wrist. She was momentarily pleased to see a key sitting on the desk with her journal, but a brief examination had proved the key did not match the lock and she was no further ahead than she had been at the beginning.

However, the handcuffs are not her first concern upon waking that morning. No, that would be the fact that she hasn't seen her husband in nearly two days and the only thing she is picking up from him is a horrible headache...and anger... quite a lot of anger.

She lowers her shields and goes off to find him, sighing softly to herself.]