[ The forest is nothing if not devious. And the longer she spends time in it, the more time there is for false memories to crop up and take root and carving out a incredibly convincing lie.]
My favorite thing…? [But even convincing lies have flaws, and for Allura, the devil is in the details. She chews her lip, and the blank feeling she gets when looking at the collection of bottles feels that much more obvious. Having been born of a separate caste and society, it’s harder to fill in the blanks of a culture she has no experience with. And even if Molly’s confidence is in flux, his persistence shines a spotlight on every inconsistency.
For now, Allura gives a tense look at the shop around her, for the first time wondering about the truth. Her eyes fall upon a green-colored bottle, stirring false memories,]
Most of what we make is my father’s work, but we sell a lot of this-
[It’s said with half of her confidence from before and she takes the weight of the bottle in her hands thoughtfully, before handing it over to Molly,]
It’s meant to help you relax.
[Maybe the forest should have picked someone who wasn’t an alien to peddle their very human substances.]
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My favorite thing…? [But even convincing lies have flaws, and for Allura, the devil is in the details. She chews her lip, and the blank feeling she gets when looking at the collection of bottles feels that much more obvious. Having been born of a separate caste and society, it’s harder to fill in the blanks of a culture she has no experience with. And even if Molly’s confidence is in flux, his persistence shines a spotlight on every inconsistency.
For now, Allura gives a tense look at the shop around her, for the first time wondering about the truth. Her eyes fall upon a green-colored bottle, stirring false memories,]
Most of what we make is my father’s work, but we sell a lot of this-
[It’s said with half of her confidence from before and she takes the weight of the bottle in her hands thoughtfully, before handing it over to Molly,]
It’s meant to help you relax.
[
Maybe the forest should have picked someone who wasn’t an alien to peddle their very human substances.]