Erika swings her feet and swings her feet and puts her elbows on her legs and thinks, quietly, strange pause stretching out after she'd been the one to bring up the topic.
...Maybe she should just jump right to the end?]
Before we came here - things aren't like this anymore. But before, back home, I was - I'd been dying for a while.
[Putting it in those terms is something she's thought to herself on and off but never said, and it feels...wrong. Like someone should scold her.]
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Erika swings her feet and swings her feet and puts her elbows on her legs and thinks, quietly, strange pause stretching out after she'd been the one to bring up the topic.
...Maybe she should just jump right to the end?]
Before we came here - things aren't like this anymore. But before, back home, I was - I'd been dying for a while.
[Putting it in those terms is something she's thought to herself on and off but never said, and it feels...wrong. Like someone should scold her.]