[and Emerald can barely stop herself. there's a very distinct memory creeping into the forefront of her mind, and though she wants to sound sly about it, her expression is almost. peaceful. when she asks.]
The same kind of affinity you shared with me? Or is it something more than that?
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[and Emerald can barely stop herself. there's a very distinct memory creeping into the forefront of her mind, and though she wants to sound sly about it, her expression is almost. peaceful. when she asks.]
The same kind of affinity you shared with me? Or is it something more than that?