"Of course you haven't. Not yet anyway. But you're going to meet-" Oh right, she died. This was the only way he was going to get to see her. There was no Scratch, not for her anyway. But she can't tell John that. "You'll meet us eventually."
Her eyes search his face, before she rolls them. "Your God Tier success. Helloooooooo, did you fall and hit your head or are you naturally this oblivious?"
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Date: 2012-01-30 07:09 am (UTC)Her eyes search his face, before she rolls them. "Your God Tier success. Helloooooooo, did you fall and hit your head or are you naturally this oblivious?"