. . . But what follows is personal. Whereas Impey looks lost, a soft smile crosses Rosetta's face. What a sweet memory.]
Ah.
[A gentle exhalation of sound as she continues to lightly finger the petal of an asphodel. If Impey had the same vision just now, that should tip him off on the fact that so did she. At the same time, it'd be presumptuous to say something first. Memories are precious, after all.]
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. . . But what follows is personal. Whereas Impey looks lost, a soft smile crosses Rosetta's face. What a sweet memory.]
Ah.
[A gentle exhalation of sound as she continues to lightly finger the petal of an asphodel. If Impey had the same vision just now, that should tip him off on the fact that so did she. At the same time, it'd be presumptuous to say something first. Memories are precious, after all.]