Well, I'm glad it worked! Even if it's kind of strange. Who would have guessed a drink would have worked on ghosts?
[ uwah. she blinks at him through the little space the journal provides, blinking as she tilts her head. ]
Face your own death...
[ that really makes her pause. since, well, she did that, once. in fact, she died. she hesitates quite a bit. but the look on his face is familiar, somehow, and reminds her of good things, not all the doubt and fear she once felt. ] It ... it sounds wonderful. Like it's really powerful. I don't think I've felt anything like that before.
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[ uwah. she blinks at him through the little space the journal provides, blinking as she tilts her head. ]
Face your own death...
[ that really makes her pause. since, well, she did that, once. in fact, she died. she hesitates quite a bit. but the look on his face is familiar, somehow, and reminds her of good things, not all the doubt and fear she once felt. ] It ... it sounds wonderful. Like it's really powerful. I don't think I've felt anything like that before.