[ Being near to him, close to him, makes it easier. Her eyes close as his memories rolls over her like a fresh breeze. Washing away the hurt for the time being, giving her something else to focus on. His warmth and his happiness and all the experience she'd never had but she didn't feel bitter for it, right now. Sharing like this. ]
But you did, didn't you?
[ He's brave, he's so, so brave. She couldn't imagine he didn't do it. Throwing herself into his memories as he offers them, faintly again she begins to glow, and so too does her small room. She might change the whole thing if she could. But she's too tired, instead, she strings it with the lights she sees in his mind. No more than an illusion, a twist of reality, because it's not solid to her, never will be. But it's excusable sometimes to make life bearable. ]
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But you did, didn't you?
[ He's brave, he's so, so brave. She couldn't imagine he didn't do it. Throwing herself into his memories as he offers them, faintly again she begins to glow, and so too does her small room. She might change the whole thing if she could. But she's too tired, instead, she strings it with the lights she sees in his mind. No more than an illusion, a twist of reality, because it's not solid to her, never will be. But it's excusable sometimes to make life bearable. ]