[She says it without looking up. The needle flashes up and down and her tone is tinged with a raw, low kind of humor.]
This is normal. What you've gotten used to - all those people around, all those emotions and and so much thinking and feeling being done right at your fingertips? That's the weird part.
[She tips her head to look at him from under her brow.]
Don't like the quiet?
[Ha. It's a joke. One that melts into that sober, gray sensation of her thoughts wreathing the fire.]
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[She says it without looking up. The needle flashes up and down and her tone is tinged with a raw, low kind of humor.]
This is normal. What you've gotten used to - all those people around, all those emotions and and so much thinking and feeling being done right at your fingertips? That's the weird part.
[She tips her head to look at him from under her brow.]
Don't like the quiet?
[Ha. It's a joke. One that melts into that sober, gray sensation of her thoughts wreathing the fire.]