Despite whatever hope she had gently held within her chest to perhaps find one of the others here, she'd also hoped that maybe she wouldn't. That... wherever she is here, this place that now holds her within a certain dream, that they wouldn't have to be lost here. Like her.
But to hear that familiar voice and to call her by that name... there's really no one else who's ever called her that and so it has to be him. Doesn't it?
Her eyes flutter open and her chest tightens as she stands there, dripping wet still. It's a little difficult to see and everything still feels so strange and yet, she knows who it is. Who it has to be.
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Despite whatever hope she had gently held within her chest to perhaps find one of the others here, she'd also hoped that maybe she wouldn't. That... wherever she is here, this place that now holds her within a certain dream, that they wouldn't have to be lost here. Like her.
But to hear that familiar voice and to call her by that name... there's really no one else who's ever called her that and so it has to be him. Doesn't it?
Her eyes flutter open and her chest tightens as she stands there, dripping wet still. It's a little difficult to see and everything still feels so strange and yet, she knows who it is. Who it has to be.
"Logan..?"