[ poppet makes a soft noise and lets her eyes slip shut, some of the tension and worry seeping out of her. when she speaks, though, she sounds a little sad. ]
... you don't have to tell me, actually. I know which memories of his I have... that's all I dreamed about.
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... you don't have to tell me, actually. I know which memories of his I have... that's all I dreamed about.