She wasn't quite sure what to say. He'd come a long way to see her, and she rather regretted the somewhat flippant answer to his earlier question about what they were. Thing of it was, the idea of them being more scared her. Not in the "he could take off my head anytime he wanted" sort of way, but she guessed she was afraid of being happy. That the second she was, it'd get taken away.
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Date: 17 Aug 2008 11:57 pm (UTC)