[ he doesn't have to apologize, but she isn't surprised when he does. the hug is tight, firm, sure — the same way she'd clung to people upon her own return, as if trying to prove by the sheer squeeze of her arms around them that she was really there. that she wasn't planning on leaving again if she could help it.
only problem was, none of them could really help it even if they wanted to. this place and its whims were no match for sheer human determination. (or android determination, for that matter.) ]
Hey, Connor. [ she's all smiles when he finally pulls away, her hands skimming up to find his own and squeeze. ] It's okay. I've been there, remember?
[ did he remember? now she can't. was he here when she disappeared and came back? ]
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his ""lover"" connor pls
only problem was, none of them could really help it even if they wanted to. this place and its whims were no match for sheer human determination. (or android determination, for that matter.) ]
Hey, Connor. [ she's all smiles when he finally pulls away, her hands skimming up to find his own and squeeze. ] It's okay. I've been there, remember?
[ did he remember? now she can't. was he here when she disappeared and came back? ]