( there are seconds of silence, quill studying her hard enough that it could feel like she was staring through her.
and then she moves, sitting at the nearest table, dropping the half-eaten apple onto it )
No. ( not entirely, anyway. she doesn't disappear through things. she wonders if they weren't expecting what she was before she began but-- everyone had something ) Everyone seems to be different. With one annoying similarity.
no subject
and then she moves, sitting at the nearest table, dropping the half-eaten apple onto it )
No. ( not entirely, anyway. she doesn't disappear through things. she wonders if they weren't expecting what she was before she began but-- everyone had something ) Everyone seems to be different. With one annoying similarity.