[The last thing she wants is for him to see her have another meltdown or any shred of instability. Alice does reluctantly trudges over, immediately clasping her hands behind her back.Alice feels like a reprimanded child right now. She won't deny it, but she won't outright said what she did in anger. She remembers tidbits, just flashes.
Water? She remembers something wet enveloping, nothing else. Alice, of course, still keeps an irrational distance. Maglor may be on her good side, but it takes a while for her to warm up to others.]
There is talk of them accusing my friend starting the fire. But he wouldn't.
[And somehow, she spills out the next.]
And... they're accusing Neville of starting it, but he was in it, too. But I recall nothing, nothing at all. Just fragments and images. It's not right to accuse others of starting fires, especially when they're in it.
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Water? She remembers something wet enveloping, nothing else. Alice, of course, still keeps an irrational distance. Maglor may be on her good side, but it takes a while for her to warm up to others.]
There is talk of them accusing my friend starting the fire. But he wouldn't.
[And somehow, she spills out the next.]
And... they're accusing Neville of starting it, but he was in it, too. But I recall nothing, nothing at all. Just fragments and images. It's not right to accuse others of starting fires, especially when they're in it.
[It hits a little too close to home.]