[ Caprica isn't expecting someone to just walk into the house like that, and she turns a little sharply, caught off guard. After a moment, she relaxes; she recognizes this woman, a little, though it takes a second before she remembers just why. Sasha had been terrified of her, when they'd first met, and she doesn't seem in much better shape now, even if Caprica hasn't done anything threatening. She looks bloodied, scratched up, and there's a little flicker of concern through Caprica's gaze despite herself.
She is very still as Sasha apologizes, and it would probably be easier just to let her leave. But Caprica does not generally do things because they are easier, and in any case she should at least find out why the other woman is here. ]
You're not interrupting me. Did you need something?
[ Her tone of voice is not unfriendly, but it's lacking the warmth she would normally display. It's more as if she's intentionally trying to keep herself as detached and uninvolved as possible. ]
action. (IT IS FINE poor sasha T__T)
She is very still as Sasha apologizes, and it would probably be easier just to let her leave. But Caprica does not generally do things because they are easier, and in any case she should at least find out why the other woman is here. ]
You're not interrupting me. Did you need something?
[ Her tone of voice is not unfriendly, but it's lacking the warmth she would normally display. It's more as if she's intentionally trying to keep herself as detached and uninvolved as possible. ]