[She sees her reach and it makes her wonder, which thing did she see that would make her so desperate to reach out for a near-stranger.
But it doesn't take long to put it together. The horror-stricken way she looked coming out of it, the hand over her heart, and those words. Those words pierce straight into the center of her chest.
Her voice is soft and small as she nods her confirmation, though she knows if she saw her being yanked out of the caravan and carried to the ship, there is no real need for assurance.]
Yes... that was three years ago.
I- was he your brother? The one you were fighting? [The idea of being pitted against family in that way is heartwrenching to her.]
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But it doesn't take long to put it together. The horror-stricken way she looked coming out of it, the hand over her heart, and those words. Those words pierce straight into the center of her chest.
Her voice is soft and small as she nods her confirmation, though she knows if she saw her being yanked out of the caravan and carried to the ship, there is no real need for assurance.]
Yes... that was three years ago.
I- was he your brother? The one you were fighting? [The idea of being pitted against family in that way is heartwrenching to her.]