[ As she absorbs his reaction, for a moment it almost looks like she's about to recover. Then, he says her name and there's really no chance of it at all.
It's funny because she's already had her own share of reunions back home: good, bad, long-awaited, unexpected... most of them were where the other person had five hundred years of her not being in their lives. This manages to be different in ways both subtle and broad, and she's lost on how to react.
Her emotions are still... odd. She's not used to them peppering her memories and, more importantly, acknowledging that it's okay that they're there. For nearly two weeks she's been dealing with a blank, extrapolating how she must have felt just from analyzing her past actions. Dealing with the more current feelings as they reappeared. (Believing that perhaps that way was for the best.)
She loved this dude. No way around it, as hearing her nickname out of him throws it back in her face. ]
Zack.
[ She probably doesn't even say it loud enough to be heard very far; without realizing it she echoes a gesture she made once before when they'd been separated and then met again, her hands held out and lifting just slightly- ]
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It's funny because she's already had her own share of reunions back home: good, bad, long-awaited, unexpected... most of them were where the other person had five hundred years of her not being in their lives. This manages to be different in ways both subtle and broad, and she's lost on how to react.
Her emotions are still... odd. She's not used to them peppering her memories and, more importantly, acknowledging that it's okay that they're there. For nearly two weeks she's been dealing with a blank, extrapolating how she must have felt just from analyzing her past actions. Dealing with the more current feelings as they reappeared. (Believing that perhaps that way was for the best.)
She loved this dude. No way around it, as hearing her nickname out of him throws it back in her face. ]
Zack.
[ She probably doesn't even say it loud enough to be heard very far; without realizing it she echoes a gesture she made once before when they'd been separated and then met again, her hands held out and lifting just slightly- ]