[ He beams at her as he raises his hands, palms facing her. ]
I'll make it up to ya, promise.
[ The play doesn't smother itself when she asks, instead he sort of settles, like a heavy rock has been placed on his chest, and while his eyes are bright, they are sharper too. ]
What do they tell you about it?
[ There's much more to her than meets the eye, and he's curious as to how it's lived on in the future. ]
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I'll make it up to ya, promise.
[ The play doesn't smother itself when she asks, instead he sort of settles, like a heavy rock has been placed on his chest, and while his eyes are bright, they are sharper too. ]
What do they tell you about it?
[ There's much more to her than meets the eye, and he's curious as to how it's lived on in the future. ]