[Quite lucky indeed. It's then she decides to unfold her knees, letting her legs stretch out either side in a lazy display. At least she seems to be a bit more comfortable than she was a moment ago. He seems normal, this boy, but he couldn't be that normal, if he was giving her attention right now.]
A chat...
[Novel idea. A bit funny, even, considering the setting...which has thankfully faded into something a lot more quaint - the French countryside, sans any blood stains. The manor that had been on fire earlier is in the distance, nothing more than a ruin. It's weird, whatever this experience is. The grass beneath her feels real, so much so she begins to pluck at the strands either side of her.
When was the last time someone wanted to just have a chat with her, genuinely? Not tell her what to do or scold her, or pretend they cared about what she was saying?]
Okay. [The sun seems warm, as does the breeze that messes up her bangs.] What shall we chat about?
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A chat...
[Novel idea. A bit funny, even, considering the setting...which has thankfully faded into something a lot more quaint - the French countryside, sans any blood stains. The manor that had been on fire earlier is in the distance, nothing more than a ruin. It's weird, whatever this experience is. The grass beneath her feels real, so much so she begins to pluck at the strands either side of her.
When was the last time someone wanted to just have a chat with her, genuinely? Not tell her what to do or scold her, or pretend they cared about what she was saying?]
Okay. [The sun seems warm, as does the breeze that messes up her bangs.] What shall we chat about?