[ She's bewildered, still a little groggy, her back hurts, and she's suddenly coping with a double set of memories that she can barely understand. ]
... just -- hang on.
[ She curls up, knees bent, pressing her fingers into her hair and breathing in deeply as the memories settle. That's right... his name is Billy. And this place... is Luceti.
The memories return to her in a rush, but she deals with them methodically, leaving her silent for an uncomfortably long moment. Hardest to deal with is the draft; when those particular memories slam into her, it's enough to make her feel ill.
When she finally lifts her head, she looks at him again with new understanding. ]
... [ shakily: ] Yeah, I think so. I mean ... I just remembered a lot of things in a really short amount of time. But ... [ She swings her legs off the bench, sitting up straight. ] ... I'll be fine.
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[ She's bewildered, still a little groggy, her back hurts, and she's suddenly coping with a double set of memories that she can barely understand. ]
... just -- hang on.
[ She curls up, knees bent, pressing her fingers into her hair and breathing in deeply as the memories settle. That's right... his name is Billy. And this place... is Luceti.
The memories return to her in a rush, but she deals with them methodically, leaving her silent for an uncomfortably long moment. Hardest to deal with is the draft; when those particular memories slam into her, it's enough to make her feel ill.
When she finally lifts her head, she looks at him again with new understanding. ]
... [ shakily: ] Yeah, I think so. I mean ... I just remembered a lot of things in a really short amount of time. But ... [ She swings her legs off the bench, sitting up straight. ] ... I'll be fine.
God, how long has it been?