[ the laugh that bubbles up is soft and a little stilted, like she surprised even herself to hear it. he’s seen through her immediately, of course, not that sophia has attempted to hide it in any way. but it still feels a little like she’s being perceived too soon, her gaze flickering down briefly to her hands resting along the railing as she gathers herself. ]
Mm, it’s… [ there’s an ache in her chest; the phantom pain of being held in that room for so long, trapped within her own body and blind to the passage of time. ] It’s been a while.
[ so yes, she’s not really used to that kind of thing: the quietness that comes from a peaceful night rather than a desolate one; of sharing space with another and interacting, not for any specific reason, but simply for the sake of it. she didn’t realize how lonely she’d been, unseen and unheard, until this very moment. ]
And you, mister Wolf? [ an attempt to shift the focus from her, or maybe she’s just that curious. the latter may be more accurate than the former. ] Has it been some time for you?
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Mm, it’s… [ there’s an ache in her chest; the phantom pain of being held in that room for so long, trapped within her own body and blind to the passage of time. ] It’s been a while.
[ so yes, she’s not really used to that kind of thing: the quietness that comes from a peaceful night rather than a desolate one; of sharing space with another and interacting, not for any specific reason, but simply for the sake of it. she didn’t realize how lonely she’d been, unseen and unheard, until this very moment. ]
And you, mister Wolf? [ an attempt to shift the focus from her, or maybe she’s just that curious. the latter may be more accurate than the former. ] Has it been some time for you?