[He continues to stare up, confusion and disbelief confounding his ability to make any sudden movements. After all, all it took to send a dream spiraling off on a wildly different course was one stray thought. Might as well enjoy what he can of this pleasant departure from reality before she morphed into just another thug trying to stick a blade in his eye.
She can tell him she's real all she wants; she can only prove it by staying. If she's still here in the morning-- No, if she's still here a week from now, he just might buy it.]
Been weeks. [The question with the shortest explanation is the one he chooses to answer; or maybe he's just selfish enough that the first thing he wants her to know is how long he waited.] Blood's not mine, you can keep going...
[Weeks. She grimaces gently and listens as he says it's not his, her fingers smoothing over him to continue to make sure he's telling the truth. When she can't find anything that would cause the blood she relaxes a little, her hands going back up to his face to cup it and tug it down towards hers so she can rest their foreheads together.]
I'm sorry. [Her voice is trembling a little, small tears tracking from her eyes.] It shouldn't have happened. [If only she hadn't attempted to kill Steven.] But I'm back and it won't happen again, I won't disappear.
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She can tell him she's real all she wants; she can only prove it by staying. If she's still here in the morning-- No, if she's still here a week from now, he just might buy it.]
Been weeks. [The question with the shortest explanation is the one he chooses to answer; or maybe he's just selfish enough that the first thing he wants her to know is how long he waited.] Blood's not mine, you can keep going...
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I'm sorry. [Her voice is trembling a little, small tears tracking from her eyes.] It shouldn't have happened. [If only she hadn't attempted to kill Steven.] But I'm back and it won't happen again, I won't disappear.