Daniel
This could not have happened at a worse time. Here I am catching feelings for Natalia, even thinking about next steps, and Lenore shows up. I didn't even know she still knew the code for the door downstairs. Had we not changed it in so long? We had gotten complacent, apparently, which I would soon correct, but not soon enough, obviously.
I can't send Lenore away now either. What I told Natalia was the truth. Once she was in her 'little' state, she was so child-like it was impossible to speak to her about anything of importance. She was literally like a five or six-year-old, tantrums and all. I had to wait her out and I never knew how long that would take. Sometimes she would be like this for hours, at other times it could take days before she came back to herself. She had missed
