[She takes it as an answer to the second question, but as she nips at the end of her tongue, trying not to dig further, she feels that same invasion Esther must have and holds her breath, waiting for the sensation to pass, like she isn't dreaming, she's right there and doesn't want the girl to see her.
Now I know why there's a kid here, she thinks when she's herself again and breathing. That memory answers a question she didn't know she'd been asking. She must have wondered during her first time here.]
It... I won't ask about it. It was your story to tell me.
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Now I know why there's a kid here, she thinks when she's herself again and breathing. That memory answers a question she didn't know she'd been asking. She must have wondered during her first time here.]
It... I won't ask about it. It was your story to tell me.