[She doesn't know if it would've been worse to never have known him. She doesn't think she's far enough away from the problem to have really said either way yet. Maybe if, by some miracle, her life turns out grand thanks to being a little turd as a child, she'll track him down and tell him to go fuck himself to his face. But that still doesn't feel right. Thanking him for what she's endured, the person she became...
Well, she doesn't want to thank him for anything.
All of this is cut off as Molly wrenches a piece out of her and she hisses, but... it's working. Something's working, at least.
Beau settles back, rolling a shoulder with more mobility than she had before.]
Uhh... I dunno. It's usually easier to ask when people are being cagey about shit.
[She tilts her head up as she thinks, eventually speaking towards the sky.]
You said you found your voice at the carnival. Did you like, not speak because you didn't remember? Or you were just... stuck? Like, you woke up but did you have to re-learn how to read and stuff, or did it just all click back one day?
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Well, she doesn't want to thank him for anything.
All of this is cut off as Molly wrenches a piece out of her and she hisses, but... it's working. Something's working, at least.
Beau settles back, rolling a shoulder with more mobility than she had before.]
Uhh... I dunno. It's usually easier to ask when people are being cagey about shit.
[She tilts her head up as she thinks, eventually speaking towards the sky.]
You said you found your voice at the carnival. Did you like, not speak because you didn't remember? Or you were just... stuck? Like, you woke up but did you have to re-learn how to read and stuff, or did it just all click back one day?