[She is definitely not okay. He looks just as she remembers, her own eyes searching his before taking in the rest of his face. Hesitantly, a hand reaches to press her palm against his cheek.
Real, and warm. Real and alive. And not her doing.
Just when she thought nothing here could surprise her.]
How?
[Very helpful, Wanda. She's not even really asking him the question, simply--stunned, unable to process.]
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Real, and warm. Real and alive. And not her doing.
Just when she thought nothing here could surprise her.]
How?
[Very helpful, Wanda. She's not even really asking him the question, simply--stunned, unable to process.]