[ Dave had warned her that there was another Dave in the city now -- her Dave, as if implying that the boy that left her behind to die was in some way supposed to be different than the one who was currently here. Did it really make a difference?
Still, her stomach clenches into knots, the watering can slipping from her fingers and landing with a crash on the floor, water spilling everywhere. She's not paying attention to that right now; her face is torn between some sort of confusion and anger and a tinge of panic. ]
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Still, her stomach clenches into knots, the watering can slipping from her fingers and landing with a crash on the floor, water spilling everywhere. She's not paying attention to that right now; her face is torn between some sort of confusion and anger and a tinge of panic. ]
I--
[ And suddenly words have failed her. ]