Date: 2018-02-28 06:06 am (UTC)
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"Jesus," Blue says, half under her breath. "Surprise," she agrees, and slides down beside her to give her a hug. "How long have you been here? How -- are you all right?" She'd looked so sad, and Blue wonders, after it's too late to take back, if reaching to touch her was the right decision. She sits back, ruffling her own hair.

Gansey had come back, too; he hadn't remembered anything. But Eleanor had known her. Thoughts are whirling around her head. If nothing else, it's pulled her mind away from the emptiness.
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