( his footsteps eventually recede. gauging ellie in an almost tentative calm, if not for the downcasted eyebrows in his puzzled wake. )
... always been here.
( there's a question in his voice, like an unsaid surety. like he is supposed to feel like the displaced one, not +
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naturally, ellie takes a step back. not because she wants him away, but because she can’t understand how. why. what is going on. finally, she summons courage, and words slip out of her dry lips. )
what… how are you in here .ᐣ
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