Two weeks. She’d been floating unconscious in that tank for a little over two weeks. She isn’t surprised, because she almost DIED... but she still wonders just how much she’s missed while she was in the tank. What happened while she was unconscious.
Oh KRIFF. He has to ask that question. Out of every question he could have asked... why does he ask that one? Awkwardly, she looks away. “I told you why, when I gave it to you,” she replies quietly. “So I’d never leave you. So you’d have something of mine. Of me.” It all sounds like the sentimental ideas of a dying woman. But it’s the truth. And as close to a confession of feelings as she’d come since they’d spoken of it the first time all those years ago.
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Date: 2014-04-12 10:27 pm (UTC)Oh KRIFF. He has to ask that question. Out of every question he could have asked... why does he ask that one? Awkwardly, she looks away. “I told you why, when I gave it to you,” she replies quietly. “So I’d never leave you. So you’d have something of mine. Of me.” It all sounds like the sentimental ideas of a dying woman. But it’s the truth. And as close to a confession of feelings as she’d come since they’d spoken of it the first time all those years ago.