[She wanted to cry - but she shouldn't, she really shouldn't. Her eyes watered either way, brimming with tears that were close to the edge.
The sudden touch came as a surprise to her. It was solid. It wasn't like the intangible terror that shook her to her core. No, the hand on her shoulder was real. She did not relax but risked a glance to the owner of that hand. Was he real or just a delusion?
But it couldn't be a delusion. Not if it was him. At least, she hoped not. She swallowed nervously, her eyes taking in the sight of the person beside her.]
...Mr. Exorcist?
[This man - no, a teenager, the first she's seen - certainly looked an awful lot like the exorcist. Had he come here? No, how could she be offered such kindness? It was impossible. And yet... Here was this man -- boy. Here was this boy who had to be the same exorcist.
But there was something off about him. She did not relax her posture as she tried to get a closer look at him. He was smaller than she remembered. There was something else she couldn't put her finger on. She looked into his face, hoping still that he was who she thought he was.
Those eyes were blue, an unnatural blue, with an unnatural spark hidden within. It frightened her, just a bit.]
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The sudden touch came as a surprise to her. It was solid. It wasn't like the intangible terror that shook her to her core. No, the hand on her shoulder was real. She did not relax but risked a glance to the owner of that hand. Was he real or just a delusion?
But it couldn't be a delusion. Not if it was him. At least, she hoped not. She swallowed nervously, her eyes taking in the sight of the person beside her.]
...Mr. Exorcist?
[This man - no, a teenager, the first she's seen - certainly looked an awful lot like the exorcist. Had he come here? No, how could she be offered such kindness? It was impossible. And yet... Here was this man -- boy. Here was this boy who had to be the same exorcist.
But there was something off about him. She did not relax her posture as she tried to get a closer look at him. He was smaller than she remembered. There was something else she couldn't put her finger on. She looked into his face, hoping still that he was who she thought he was.
Those eyes were blue, an unnatural blue, with an unnatural spark hidden within. It frightened her, just a bit.]