(She does like part of her soul was ripped off from her, and yet, she doesn't. She's having some time to think and consider, and she knows she's better off on her own.
Still. She's never been anything different. It's all so fucking weird.
But she notices what he's doing, how he's looking at her? One of her hands move his to set his index and middle fingers on his temple, like telepaths do with a chuckle.)
Mmmm, how about now? Seeing anything?
(But she drops it soon enough, shoulders shrugging as she looks up towards the sky.)
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Still. She's never been anything different. It's all so fucking weird.
But she notices what he's doing, how he's looking at her? One of her hands move his to set his index and middle fingers on his temple, like telepaths do with a chuckle.)
Mmmm, how about now? Seeing anything?
(But she drops it soon enough, shoulders shrugging as she looks up towards the sky.)
Yeah. Don't worry about it.