She'd heard the rumors, skimmed past telling entries in the journal, couldn't quite forget what she'd seen from the windows of where she'd been holed up in her room in town that day... and still, the sound of that voice causes her stomach to chill dead and sink.
She uses a little bout of coughing to cover up the lengthy uncertain pause that would have been there otherwise. And then she just answers-- she tries not to think, tries to keep her voice light through the sniffling]
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She'd heard the rumors, skimmed past telling entries in the journal, couldn't quite forget what she'd seen from the windows of where she'd been holed up in her room in town that day... and still, the sound of that voice causes her stomach to chill dead and sink.
She uses a little bout of coughing to cover up the lengthy uncertain pause that would have been there otherwise. And then she just answers-- she tries not to think, tries to keep her voice light through the sniffling]
...Can you really blame me this time?