[She easily allows herself in, even as her grip around the smaller girl tightens. As if she's afraid that if she even dares to let go, Firefly would disappear just like that memory...]
But-
[There's more crackles in her voice as her shoulders shake, as she tries to breathe and steady herself, even through her babbling.]
... I forgot. I forgot all of you, and--
[She still doesn't remember, not really. There's only fragments of something that feels real, but still feels like a memory that didn't exist.
It hurts.
Even if it's something that shouldn't, there's just that something, a knife that feels like it's lodged itself into her chest.]
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But-
[There's more crackles in her voice as her shoulders shake, as she tries to breathe and steady herself, even through her babbling.]
... I forgot. I forgot all of you, and--
[She still doesn't remember, not really. There's only fragments of something that feels real, but still feels like a memory that didn't exist.
It hurts.
Even if it's something that shouldn't, there's just that something, a knife that feels like it's lodged itself into her chest.]