( No one, really. The monsters in this place were never really the worst of it. It was when the gods dug in, dragged out the secrets and the awful things.
(She's still a little bitter about the dreams, even all those months later). )
Hey.
( She doesn't say anything else until she's in the flat, sat down, staring at the cup with her elbows digging into the thighs and fingers threaded together. )
... Thanks.
( It's awkwardly said, but it's said, and that's far more than she'd have done or managed months ago. )
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(She's still a little bitter about the dreams, even all those months later). )
Hey.
( She doesn't say anything else until she's in the flat, sat down, staring at the cup with her elbows digging into the thighs and fingers threaded together. )
... Thanks.
( It's awkwardly said, but it's said, and that's far more than she'd have done or managed months ago. )