IC: She sighs. "I don't hate it… I miss him, but we could never speak without fighting. We just don't match."
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IC: She sighs. "I don't hate it… I miss him, but we could never speak without fighting. We just don't match."
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IC: She looks away. "Maybe… but he didn't search for me. Didn't even report me missing. Maybe I could go back… someday."
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IC: She shrugs. "I was gone for almost a year before I got here. Don't worry about it, I'm fine."
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IC: She smiles, hugging her, despite getting a bit wet. "Thanks. That means a lot to me."
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IC: She smiles, closing her eyes. "It feels so good to care for someone again." She murmurs.
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IC: She smiles, pulling back slowly. "Well, I should get started on that tent."
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IC: She smiles. "Some big sticks, but we're in a forest, so hey, that won't be hard." She says with a chuckle.
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IC: She shakes her head. "This should be fine. Just need more sticks." She chuckles.
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IC: She chuckles. "I've got it, thanks." She murmurs, getting up.
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