[He laughs, a light thing pushed from his lungs at the recognition that sparks in her eyes. This is Marianne. A Marianne that he remembers, and it's like some of the vines constricting his chest have eased at the sight.]
I'm as well as you can imagine, being in a place like this so suddenly. I assume it must be similar for you then? [His hands rests on her shoulders, giving her a through looking down for any changes or injuries.]
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I'm as well as you can imagine, being in a place like this so suddenly. I assume it must be similar for you then? [His hands rests on her shoulders, giving her a through looking down for any changes or injuries.]
What about you?