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"Your mother," she said after a moment, "is an angel in disguise. And she is definitely easier to be in the company of and understand. My Lord," she added belatedly.
After a moment she stepped forward until there were just a handful of feet between them, eyes still locked on his. That odd feeling still persisted, ever stronger and stranger with every passing breath. Why was it that its presence made her feel angry, unspeakably so?
There were too many things buried in her head to sort through. None of them made any sense, regardless. "It isn't as if I - and many others - haven't done things off of a feeling before. Instinct, premonition, whatever you want to call it."
She wanted to ask what the feeling was but refrained. She lingered a moment longer, shook her head, and turned on one heel and walked away.
"I will need new clothes," she said after pausing at the door. "I'll tear the seams of these if I try to do anything strenuous in them," she said and then left.
After a moment she stepped forward until there were just a handful of feet between them, eyes still locked on his. That odd feeling still persisted, ever stronger and stranger with every passing breath. Why was it that its presence made her feel angry, unspeakably so?
There were too many things buried in her head to sort through. None of them made any sense, regardless. "It isn't as if I - and many others - haven't done things off of a feeling before. Instinct, premonition, whatever you want to call it."
She wanted to ask what the feeling was but refrained. She lingered a moment longer, shook her head, and turned on one heel and walked away.
"I will need new clothes," she said after pausing at the door. "I'll tear the seams of these if I try to do anything strenuous in them," she said and then left.