[ She can hear him, and it sounds like Eliot. It looks like Eliot, but other things here had looked like Eliot, too. And they weren't.
She doesn't flinch away, but she doesn't immediately reach out for the hand he offers, instead studying him almost curiously. Detached, as though she's not really there. ]
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She doesn't flinch away, but she doesn't immediately reach out for the hand he offers, instead studying him almost curiously. Detached, as though she's not really there. ]
Are you real?