Every last trace of the smile fades from her face, and slowly -- too slowly, almost as if he's not speaking her first language and she's not getting every word -- she turns to meet his eyes.
Oh.
Of course he wasn't trying to tell her she was dead. That would be insane, and...
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Oh.
Of course he wasn't trying to tell her she was dead. That would be insane, and...
Oh.
"You're... not."