[ fiammetta opens her eyes and watches the memory play out over his shoulder.
then she lets go, setting her hands on his shoulders. she looks over his face with shock, half-expecting a burgundy spray of blood on his cheek. should she step away? she has no idea.
that answers her question about just how long he's lived for. ]
[ Hien is quiet. Some things aren't lining up in his memory and this is funny because I just remembered that Hien forgot his toxic yaoi this week. He frowns while looking off to the side. ]
"... I don't know. But he keeps being creepy at me for some reason."
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then she lets go, setting her hands on his shoulders. she looks over his face with shock, half-expecting a burgundy spray of blood on his cheek. should she step away? she has no idea.
that answers her question about just how long he's lived for. ]
Who is that...?
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"... I don't know. But he keeps being creepy at me for some reason."
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You don't know...? But you've seen him before?
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