"You're lucky - I've gone through it so many times that I can't really even think anymore." She means it, and it's not a good thing - she's gotten to the point that she just shuts down when people tell her to go through it, yet again.
Her eyes find his, and she looks... different. Of course she's different than before - there's all the external changes, but she looks different inside, too. Broken, maybe.
"You can really read minds, can't you." It's not even a question, and she's not answering what he said, because she knows from the police that there wasn't a missing person's report - and from Les, too, there was the surprise when he'd seen her - but she's not up to arguing. She's not up for much, honestly.
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Her eyes find his, and she looks... different. Of course she's different than before - there's all the external changes, but she looks different inside, too. Broken, maybe.
"You can really read minds, can't you." It's not even a question, and she's not answering what he said, because she knows from the police that there wasn't a missing person's report - and from Les, too, there was the surprise when he'd seen her - but she's not up to arguing. She's not up for much, honestly.