mechanicalswans: (mireille western)
Weyland, Smith to the Gods ([personal profile] mechanicalswans) wrote in [personal profile] ikissdhimbck 2012-11-13 05:08 am (UTC)

She wishes she could speak.

But even if she could, it’s not like she even knows how she got here. It had just happened, but she is grateful to have been found. And not found by just anyone, but by probably the best friend she’s ever had.

She gives a light, apologetic shrug by way of an answer, but then realizes that maybe she can offer at least a partial explanation. She gestures toward the shelter and the napping Hildegard, with her handkerchief-wrapped left wrist.

Hildegard had brought her here. Or at the very least, they’d ended up here together.

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