Her hand still hovering over the tabletop, she looked up at the sound of his voice. Her eyes were still a bit unfocused, her face and posture draped in shadows of a time long since past, when her voice had abandoned her completely.
"Hey," she responded, quietly. A pause. "...It's real, isn't it? I didn't dream it, did I?"
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Date: 2010-02-21 06:44 am (UTC)"Hey," she responded, quietly. A pause. "...It's real, isn't it? I didn't dream it, did I?"