She stops in the middle of the street, a woman walking behind her bumping into her and snapping at her, but Wen Qing doesn't even pay enough attention to her to retort with sharp words of her own. Her attention is complete on her brother, her eyes wide. ]
You keep hearing things. [ Her voice is quiet. Quiet enough that hopefully she can keep the fear out of it. ] Since when? Has... this happened before? At home?
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She stops in the middle of the street, a woman walking behind her bumping into her and snapping at her, but Wen Qing doesn't even pay enough attention to her to retort with sharp words of her own. Her attention is complete on her brother, her eyes wide. ]
You keep hearing things. [ Her voice is quiet. Quiet enough that hopefully she can keep the fear out of it. ] Since when? Has... this happened before? At home?