[ it is a long time, of reading the message again and again, sometimes with tears silently streaming down her face before she remembers to wipe them away, sometimes sitting completely still without a mote of emotion in her expression.
days later, she finally musters up a response. ]
It seems you know much already.
Do you also know the path to my room?
[ it's as much an invitation as anything else, without her actively extending it. ]
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days later, she finally musters up a response. ]
It seems you know much already.
Do you also know the path to my room?
[ it's as much an invitation as anything else, without her actively extending it. ]