(angharad squints, brows knitting together in confusion and then her expression crumples, but briefly, only ever briefly. she'll never be used to hearing bad news, but she is used to pretending she isn't rattled by it.)
Oh, (she says simply, after a long, silent moment. clenches her hands against the open air. the green place, hope for them, home for furiosa: sour, gone. why?)
What, (she tries, has to start again after a careful swallow. the words hurt in her throat.) What happened? Where did they go? Do you know?
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Date: 2015-06-16 03:38 am (UTC)Oh, (she says simply, after a long, silent moment. clenches her hands against the open air. the green place, hope for them, home for furiosa: sour, gone. why?)
What, (she tries, has to start again after a careful swallow. the words hurt in her throat.) What happened? Where did they go? Do you know?