[Does she think of it often, the day she was set free? It'd be a lie to say it doesn't cross her mind from time to time, but she doesn't actively recall it. Not like how she is now, and not with such vivid detail.
She's hugging her knees, black hair pooling around her, not bothering to look up at Takasugi. Her gaze is fixated at the scene still playing out before the two of them. It's a lot to recall and almost relive.]
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She's hugging her knees, black hair pooling around her, not bothering to look up at Takasugi. Her gaze is fixated at the scene still playing out before the two of them. It's a lot to recall and almost relive.]
Sometimes.