[ Not for the first time the girl doesn't answer. She knows her mistake of looking up, even for a second. It's a form that's difficult to miss by anyone when you see it every time you look in a mirror. A reflection she hates. A reflection she's reminded that she doesn't even remember what she once looked like.
Her fingers twist at the fabric of her sleeves in indecision. If this was her home, such a circumstance would certainly be impossible. After all, they would only need to the summon the soul into the form that was "Gray". If that happened here wouldn't she have disappeared already--? Surely, she would have.
A moment of indecision longer feels like an eternnity. ]
My village... Has always sought that king.
[ Even now she distances herself, despite said king being before her. Too holy, too other, perhaps. Her fingers finally move, finding themselves at the corners of her hood and tugging it down. She only half looks up,half has the desire to return it to its place. ]
That's why... [ She's just a copy, a shell, afterall. ]
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[ Not for the first time the girl doesn't answer. She knows her mistake of looking up, even for a second. It's a form that's difficult to miss by anyone when you see it every time you look in a mirror. A reflection she hates. A reflection she's reminded that she doesn't even remember what she once looked like.
Her fingers twist at the fabric of her sleeves in indecision. If this was her home, such a circumstance would certainly be impossible. After all, they would only need to the summon the soul into the form that was "Gray". If that happened here wouldn't she have disappeared already--? Surely, she would have.
A moment of indecision longer feels like an eternnity. ]
My village... Has always sought that king.
[ Even now she distances herself, despite said king being before her. Too holy, too other, perhaps. Her fingers finally move, finding themselves at the corners of her hood and tugging it down. She only half looks up,half has the desire to return it to its place. ]
That's why... [ She's just a copy, a shell, afterall. ]