It is a sign of respect that she at once has missed and finds unbearable to see again, especially from him. And yet, it is still something. His words are kind, his face as gentle as she remembers.
She takes his outstretched hand and grips it, too tight for a moment before she loosens her grasp, and the smile that comes to her face is not entirely happy but it is not sad either.
"Regardless of the reason, I find myself happy to see you again." Her clothes are still the dull office wear of a London woman, perfectly respectable and polite and even fashionable there, but nothing like the garb she's used to here. She is drab. She is nothing Narnia should even want to accept anymore. Aslan himself had told her she would not ever return.
His hand is warm in hers. She pulls her away, glances around the room.
"I am - Aslan informed me I would never return. It is not that I don't trust that you will welcome me, but rather that I am unsure how else I would be returned here when his promises are so absolute."
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i told you i was irregular but i hope this is a good wake up present
Date: 2022-09-16 01:06 am (UTC)She takes his outstretched hand and grips it, too tight for a moment before she loosens her grasp, and the smile that comes to her face is not entirely happy but it is not sad either.
"Regardless of the reason, I find myself happy to see you again." Her clothes are still the dull office wear of a London woman, perfectly respectable and polite and even fashionable there, but nothing like the garb she's used to here. She is drab. She is nothing Narnia should even want to accept anymore. Aslan himself had told her she would not ever return.
His hand is warm in hers. She pulls her away, glances around the room.
"I am - Aslan informed me I would never return. It is not that I don't trust that you will welcome me, but rather that I am unsure how else I would be returned here when his promises are so absolute."