[ Amber half regrets the offer already, because there's no logical benefit to speaking about Hei. It won't bring him back.
Even so, any reason to distract her from her thoughts is better than none when her well-being is concerned. So here she is, seated on the floor by the largest windows with weary eyes planted on the stars. She's quiet, muted somehow, but forty minutes was enough time to make herself seem presentable, albeit with hair looped in a bun to hide its poor state. It doesn't matter anyway. ]
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[ Amber half regrets the offer already, because there's no logical benefit to speaking about Hei. It won't bring him back.
Even so, any reason to distract her from her thoughts is better than none when her well-being is concerned. So here she is, seated on the floor by the largest windows with weary eyes planted on the stars. She's quiet, muted somehow, but forty minutes was enough time to make herself seem presentable, albeit with hair looped in a bun to hide its poor state. It doesn't matter anyway. ]