[Elizabeth is sitting at her desk in her nightgown and robe, Gai either back asleep or pretending to be for her sake. Her hands are in her lap and she's watching the journal as though she expects some kind of response at such an ungodly hour. This early in the morning, she's only left with her thoughts.]
[At least, she thought she had been. When she hears the knock at her door, it's genuinely startling--because she'd thought she was the only one in the house. The familiar voice has her nearly knocking over her desk chair to get to the door.]
[She closes it after her quietly, then throws herself at her visitor to get a hug around him.]
Robert! [It could be that she's tired, or emotionally wrecked from the dream, or glad to see he's returned from his research safely--whatever the reason, her voice is very strained, nearly on the verge of tears.]
When did you get back? I didn't hear you come in-- Where's Booker? And Miss Lutece?
action:
[At least, she thought she had been. When she hears the knock at her door, it's genuinely startling--because she'd thought she was the only one in the house. The familiar voice has her nearly knocking over her desk chair to get to the door.]
[She closes it after her quietly, then throws herself at her visitor to get a hug around him.]
Robert! [It could be that she's tired, or emotionally wrecked from the dream, or glad to see he's returned from his research safely--whatever the reason, her voice is very strained, nearly on the verge of tears.]
When did you get back? I didn't hear you come in-- Where's Booker? And Miss Lutece?