[Great, he'd heard that much. A part of her wanted to dismiss it, keep denying. But there was something unerving about that kaleidoscope of colours, peering out of the fog. It felt significant.
But she couldn't place why.
Eventually, she sighed. Breaking her gaze from him. Deflating.]
It... It was just the light, reflecting off of the crystals.
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But she couldn't place why.
Eventually, she sighed. Breaking her gaze from him. Deflating.]
It... It was just the light, reflecting off of the crystals.
[That had to be it.]