[... it's difficult to experience. she hasn't died as much as some of her friends, but she's had a few at the least, and it's-- that never gets easier. not even knowing you come back. going through what feels like someone else's, especially when it's in this way...
she's left stunned, for a few moments.]
You're-? Wait, were you-- you did see it, didn't you?
[...god. sure, the theory's been floated, but she's seen how this works once or twice before meeting with him and it definitely shouldn't be someone else's. if they really don't recognize their own...
pushing won't help, she knows that much. it's not her first experience with this sort of thing. so she just rests a hand on his shoulder, briefly.]
I'd just-- keep it in mind. I'm sure there's some reason behind that.
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she's left stunned, for a few moments.]
You're-? Wait, were you-- you did see it, didn't you?
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I... What? That wasn't mine, so whose—?
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pushing won't help, she knows that much. it's not her first experience with this sort of thing. so she just rests a hand on his shoulder, briefly.]
I'd just-- keep it in mind. I'm sure there's some reason behind that.
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... If you say so.
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I do. It's just something else we're going to figure out.
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All right, if you want.