[ She answers immediately, and even as she speaks she's getting back on her feet, bringing the gunblade and journal up with her. Even when stressed she can't stay inactive for long, after all.
Once she's up she pauses, however, looking at the journal-- staring at it hard, through it, at him. His worry is so clear it might as well be written there on the page as well alongside his picture... and more than anything else, it makes her heart ache, in a way that's both familiar and foreign....
And, finally, she seems to have the sense to show some mercy on him, since... ]
I remember everything. Everything that happened in this place.
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[ She answers immediately, and even as she speaks she's getting back on her feet, bringing the gunblade and journal up with her. Even when stressed she can't stay inactive for long, after all.
Once she's up she pauses, however, looking at the journal-- staring at it hard, through it, at him. His worry is so clear it might as well be written there on the page as well alongside his picture... and more than anything else, it makes her heart ache, in a way that's both familiar and foreign....
And, finally, she seems to have the sense to show some mercy on him, since... ]
I remember everything. Everything that happened in this place.