It has to be. [matter-of-factly.] You're here, too.
[the windows fill with notions of Collette's world as it slows and comes to a stop. Blue gets up, peering still before pulling himself away from the sight to prompt Collete, extending a hand once more:]
no subject
[the windows fill with notions of Collette's world as it slows and comes to a stop. Blue gets up, peering still before pulling himself away from the sight to prompt Collete, extending a hand once more:]
Will you show me?