[ She can clearly see how important his home and his memories of it are just in the way he describes the similarities and differences, in the tone of his voice and the expression on his face. The little details he remembers, unworn by time and space. ]
Is that so very strange? [ It's a gentle question. In the context she knows, after all, all beaches look like this, or something similar. ]
I do admit that I know very little of the universe—only the world I knew. The beach near my family's summer villa... was not so different as this either.
[ There's a wistfulness in her voice when she mentions the villa... ]
( ooc; so sorry for the long wait! rl kind of ate me up for a bit there ;; )
I dunno... maybe it shouldn't be that strange. [ there is a small, nagging voice in the back of his mind — it's all too familiar, too close. almost too uncanny. as if it were too good to be true.
but they were thoughts better meant for a quieter time. alone, and not in the company of a friend. so he turns to her, brows lifting slightly at her tone. ]
Summer villa, huh...? Sounds fancy.
[ there's a light teasing in his tone, punctuated by the soft smile on his lips. ]
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Is that so very strange? [ It's a gentle question. In the context she knows, after all, all beaches look like this, or something similar. ]
I do admit that I know very little of the universe—only the world I knew. The beach near my family's summer villa... was not so different as this either.
[ There's a wistfulness in her voice when she mentions the villa... ]
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I dunno... maybe it shouldn't be that strange. [ there is a small, nagging voice in the back of his mind — it's all too familiar, too close. almost too uncanny. as if it were too good to be true.
but they were thoughts better meant for a quieter time. alone, and not in the company of a friend. so he turns to her, brows lifting slightly at her tone. ]
Summer villa, huh...? Sounds fancy.
[ there's a light teasing in his tone, punctuated by the soft smile on his lips. ]