[ Which seems an obvious observation, when they two of them are both standing in front of each other. Is he meant to be dead? Because she had certainly disappeared.
But she is back here, if not - worse for wear. He wants to ask about the blood, he wants to ask her what happened, whose blood, who did this, why did this occur?
He feels so far away from her right now, distanced from this conversation as though it's a dream first and lucidity as a second guess. He finds his hands moving upward, one of them trying to seek out her neck and that long, sleek cut into it, fresher than her old scar, new and red.
This is not how things were at all. He's unsure how to approach it. ]
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[ Which seems an obvious observation, when they two of them are both standing in front of each other. Is he meant to be dead? Because she had certainly disappeared.
But she is back here, if not - worse for wear. He wants to ask about the blood, he wants to ask her what happened, whose blood, who did this, why did this occur?
He feels so far away from her right now, distanced from this conversation as though it's a dream first and lucidity as a second guess. He finds his hands moving upward, one of them trying to seek out her neck and that long, sleek cut into it, fresher than her old scar, new and red.
This is not how things were at all. He's unsure how to approach it. ]