[ her smile is a little hollower, for that question. but she maintains it — as if to use the power of expression alone to shout, i'm okay, really. ]
It's not as simple as that, I'm afraid.
[ she moves to sit beside him, and reaches out to touch one of the plants, one that hasn't yet begun to flower. her fingertips brush the leaves, and it sprouts fresh blooms. the light in her chest glows. she exhales some relief at that. there's some good in her too, after all. ]
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It's not as simple as that, I'm afraid.
[ she moves to sit beside him, and reaches out to touch one of the plants, one that hasn't yet begun to flower. her fingertips brush the leaves, and it sprouts fresh blooms. the light in her chest glows. she exhales some relief at that. there's some good in her too, after all. ]