[ Wanda puffs air into his collar as he shifts her around, feeling a little perturbed simply by the ether of all time and space (as much sense as that makes), until he speaks. She blinks, eyes focusing with better clarity, feels time become linear again, if for a few moments. One index finger pokes at the scruff on his jaw, very close to her face. ]
You remembered, [ murmured with pleasant surprise, referring to privately exchanged terminology, to his own memories becoming tangible, any number of things ] yes, yes. Echoes in my veins tonight. [ She draws her fingertip slowly away from his face, unfazed as he has to momentarily maneuver them around a stack of boxes she'd recently (perhaps even a few hours ago) pulled out of a closet. Unlabeled. Familiar scent of someone's clothes she'd never disposed of. ] You have them too, sometimes, you said. Still.
[ It's difficult to shrug in her current position, but she manages at least one shoulder's effort. ]
It's because I'm full of other people. And Patrón. [ She pauses, considering. ] Steve's little bird bones. I see them, sometimes. He still has them, you know.
for (sanction)
[ Wanda puffs air into his collar as he shifts her around, feeling a little perturbed simply by the ether of all time and space (as much sense as that makes), until he speaks. She blinks, eyes focusing with better clarity, feels time become linear again, if for a few moments. One index finger pokes at the scruff on his jaw, very close to her face. ]
You remembered, [ murmured with pleasant surprise, referring to privately exchanged terminology, to his own memories becoming tangible, any number of things ] yes, yes. Echoes in my veins tonight. [ She draws her fingertip slowly away from his face, unfazed as he has to momentarily maneuver them around a stack of boxes she'd recently (perhaps even a few hours ago) pulled out of a closet. Unlabeled. Familiar scent of someone's clothes she'd never disposed of. ] You have them too, sometimes, you said. Still.
[ It's difficult to shrug in her current position, but she manages at least one shoulder's effort. ]
It's because I'm full of other people. And Patrón. [ She pauses, considering. ] Steve's little bird bones. I see them, sometimes. He still has them, you know.