[That phrase echos in her mind, remembering her saying that exact thing in her living room. A living room that doesn't exist, and one she's never seen before. It's like a punch to the gut, knowing that it was somehow real.
At her question, Daisy has to look away. Knowing that, somehow, she had witnessed a very traumatic and vulnerable time in her life.]
All of it.
[Swallowing thickly, she looks back to her after a moment.]
[Shared dreams. The idea of it leaves Daisy feeling vulnerable, fearing that the same might happen to her. Her past is something she keeps close to her chest, and the mere thought that she could lose control of what is and isn't told makes her panic.
Numbly, she gets to her feet as she follows Claire out of her bedroom.]
I'm sorry. I shouldn't have woken you.
[She shouldn't have said anything at all, because now she knows something Claire wouldn't have told her otherwise. Wrapping her arms around herself, she can't help but look at her in a new light.]
You got anything stronger?
[Because with this new knowledge that her memories/dreams aren't safe from others, she needs something stronger than tea.]
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At her question, Daisy has to look away. Knowing that, somehow, she had witnessed a very traumatic and vulnerable time in her life.]
All of it.
[Swallowing thickly, she looks back to her after a moment.]
Has something like this happened before?
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[ Claire gets up and slips her feet into slippers before reaching for her shawl. ]
Come on. I won't be going back to sleep now.
[ Leaving the lantern, she lets her hair guide the way back down, getting a fire going in the hearth once there. ]
I'm going to make tea, would you like any?
[ She doesn't know what to do or where to start, but tea has never let her down, and she needs to move, unable to be still. ]
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Numbly, she gets to her feet as she follows Claire out of her bedroom.]
I'm sorry. I shouldn't have woken you.
[She shouldn't have said anything at all, because now she knows something Claire wouldn't have told her otherwise. Wrapping her arms around herself, she can't help but look at her in a new light.]
You got anything stronger?
[Because with this new knowledge that her memories/dreams aren't safe from others, she needs something stronger than tea.]