[Judith comes back to reality with a suddenness that doesn't quite feel like reality. She lays there, her breaths short and ragged, as she reaches up to touch her chest where she half remembers those claws slicing through. Flynn's hand on her back is warm and she exhales softly, focusing on that warmth. She could reach out through her nageeg if she dared. But she reaches up to touch her face, surprised to find it damp.]
...ah.
[She blinks. She hadn't cried back then. She hadn't cried in years. So why now?]
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...ah.
[She blinks. She hadn't cried back then. She hadn't cried in years. So why now?]
...so you saw all of that.