[Her gaze flicks up to his and she swallows. There's something almost familiar in the way he's looking at her. Hello.
And she wasn't expecting this - the return to her memories of her family-that-wasn't, and her focus momentarily shifts from the here and now to false and pleasant memories, painful now that they're known to be untrue.]
On my shoulder. And around my arm. [She doesn't look away, although some faint instinct warns her that would be best.] My ears were pierced, too.
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And she wasn't expecting this - the return to her memories of her family-that-wasn't, and her focus momentarily shifts from the here and now to false and pleasant memories, painful now that they're known to be untrue.]
On my shoulder. And around my arm. [She doesn't look away, although some faint instinct warns her that would be best.] My ears were pierced, too.