[ Ciri comes up for air eventually, makeup streaked down her cheeks and bangs rumpled in all directions. It's a heavy sort of relief, almost as painful as the worry; even here, she feels lightheaded. Ciri pushes up off the bar shakily, moving to stand so she can reach better. ]
Thank you.
[ Voice soft, raw, squeezed with effort past the lump still in her throat.
Ciri reaches out, and pulls Julie into a long, tight hug. ]
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Thank you.
[ Voice soft, raw, squeezed with effort past the lump still in her throat.
Ciri reaches out, and pulls Julie into a long, tight hug. ]