A year? [what is an "inside voice", because apparently Vex'ahlia has lost hers somewhere between falling through a mirrored surface into an armory and becoming part dragon. At least it's not a yell! Especially in the middle of a forest with very very dangerous creatures lurking.
But Vex'ahlia truly doesn't care about any of that right now.] But, that.. How is that possible? That's, so much time. And we were just..!
[her voice falters then, when he asks about --home, about what she remembers. If he has truly been gone a year, then, is this place..?
No. She did not die (again). And this world was real enough, had enough people from many other realms afflicted as they were.]
We killed her. Ripley. We, we killed her for you, Percy. We couldn't just let her leave, not after she.. [Words fail her, and for a moment she just stares at him, fine features losing lightness and joy, and her mouth can't manage the twist into a smile. But it tries nonetheless, waging war against grief of three weeks ago and counting, with the reality of here and now.]
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But Vex'ahlia truly doesn't care about any of that right now.] But, that.. How is that possible? That's, so much time. And we were just..!
[her voice falters then, when he asks about --home, about what she remembers. If he has truly been gone a year, then, is this place..?
No. She did not die (again). And this world was real enough, had enough people from many other realms afflicted as they were.]
We killed her. Ripley. We, we killed her for you, Percy. We couldn't just let her leave, not after she.. [Words fail her, and for a moment she just stares at him, fine features losing lightness and joy, and her mouth can't manage the twist into a smile. But it tries nonetheless, waging war against grief of three weeks ago and counting, with the reality of here and now.]