( normally, it would sound dismissive but with the sugar and their collective happiness, it just feels like a formality. lizzie's not good with secrets. it's true. )
And, you had Clarke in your ear.
( however that would land, hope says it with a wide, knowing smile as she takes a sip from her coffee. )
It's controversial, but, I'm happy how everything played out. Change one thing and who knows what changes with it.
Actual real person. He was trapped in -- well, actually ( Setting her cookie down on a napkin and her coffee on the side table, she slides off of the bed and reaches under.
Reaching, she retrieves his chest. Her hand rests on top. )
Don't open it. It's for... group therapy? A way or us to find the truth if we ever need it. He was trapped inside for months.
[She's not sure how that would be useful, but she can't help but be curious. She will respect Hope's instructions and not open it, however. They'll have time to dig into that later.]
( She drums her fingers along the top, before taking a hold and handing it to Josie proper. She pushes herself up off from the floor then. )
It was something.( The exhaustion tinges her pleasure with that particular memory surfacing. ) Honestly? I don't know how we all took the noir bent, I didn't know anybody in our group liked The Big Sleep, or it was Ms. Tig's influence. ( She shrugs away the possibility. ) The real Vardemus played the part of Sherlock Holmes. Which, mixed mediums. Anyway, if you open it, you and I will get sucked in. And then we'll solve something together. Probably not the time.
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And, you had Clarke in your ear.
( however that would land, hope says it with a wide, knowing smile as she takes a sip from her coffee. )
It's controversial, but, I'm happy how everything played out. Change one thing and who knows what changes with it.
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Maybe less Clarke in my ear. I'd probably change that.
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( That's a harmless spoiler, right? Fingering a cookie, she considers, deciding to, yes, take one in her hand and take a big bite. )
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[That's kind of intriguing.]
So he's an actual real person? Not just Clarke trying to gain my mom's trust?
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Reaching, she retrieves his chest. Her hand rests on top. )
Don't open it. It's for... group therapy? A way or us to find the truth if we ever need it. He was trapped inside for months.
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[She squints at it, and while she doesn't try to open it, she will observe a little.]
Is it like a chambre de chasse?
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( she glances up. )
After Alyssa Chang, the prison world and you coming back. Emma, Miss Tig even came back. It... came with me.
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[She's not sure how that would be useful, but she can't help but be curious. She will respect Hope's instructions and not open it, however. They'll have time to dig into that later.]
That sounds ... kind of cool actually.
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It was something. ( The exhaustion tinges her pleasure with that particular memory surfacing. ) Honestly? I don't know how we all took the noir bent, I didn't know anybody in our group liked The Big Sleep, or it was Ms. Tig's influence. ( She shrugs away the possibility. ) The real Vardemus played the part of Sherlock Holmes. Which, mixed mediums. Anyway, if you open it, you and I will get sucked in. And then we'll solve something together. Probably not the time.
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[She's kidding. Mostly.]
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( She laughs, meeting Josie's eyes. This, she's decided is nice. Like last year times. Like she never erased herself times. )
Thank you, for bringing by the cookies and the drinks. I needed it.