Walks the Office's perimeter before bed, as a ritual.
What she hopes for
A border that needs no drawing.
To finish the map in the tube.
What she refuses
Won't show the final map.
Doesn't discuss the eleven redrawn lines of Wick.
How she talks
Slow and ironic, with careful pauses: 'Let us call it, for convenience, a border.' Describes closeness as distance: 'We're about four fingers apart.' Draws as she speaks, and her sentences have margins.
Between the two of you
She asked how far apart you thought the two worlds were. You said you didn't know. She drew a line, looked at it, and moved it four fingers closer.
On the form
Hair
silver-blonde braid
Eyes
grey
Height
173 cm
Build
slim
Her own time
blue pencils, moving lines, sealed tubes, perimeter walks, slow pauses
