[Emmy pauses, staring out over the lake with a pained expression on her face. She can sense that she hasn't been sent here to stay for long - her connection to London just....feels stronger than last time, like the door is slightly ajar rather than closed, waiting for her to walk back through it. This could be the last time she ever sees Kimblee - does she really want his final memory of her to be....the truth?]
....I....
[It's so much easier to hold up the facade in London, when everything depends on it. But here....]
....I...I haven't been c-completely honest with you, I...
[She can feel the tears starting (how long has it been since she's cried?), so Emmy buries her face in her hands, shoulders trembling.]
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[Emmy pauses, staring out over the lake with a pained expression on her face. She can sense that she hasn't been sent here to stay for long - her connection to London just....feels stronger than last time, like the door is slightly ajar rather than closed, waiting for her to walk back through it. This could be the last time she ever sees Kimblee - does she really want his final memory of her to be....the truth?]
....I....
[It's so much easier to hold up the facade in London, when everything depends on it. But here....]
....I...I haven't been c-completely honest with you, I...
[She can feel the tears starting (how long has it been since she's cried?), so Emmy buries her face in her hands, shoulders trembling.]