[ it is easier to register the two of them, as they give her that second. as she thinks about that hand that reached out to her, that face she loved, the butterfly clip that she could recognize on sight—
...
could she?
she trembles a little, as she tries to focus, on remembering. ]
We can go.
[ she sounds empty, but she isn't going to fight the next choice. she takes a couple stumbling steps towards the light, away from her past, away from her memories. ]
no subject
...
could she?
she trembles a little, as she tries to focus, on remembering. ]
We can go.
[ she sounds empty, but she isn't going to fight the next choice. she takes a couple stumbling steps towards the light, away from her past, away from her memories. ]