[ sierra frowns deeper at that, a wrinkle forming between her brows. someone who could be her younger sister, the sound of crying—she used to be quite a naive girl, much to her own chagrin, and so it’s not hard to put together the fact that this mirror must be showing someone much more human. ]
Tch. [ her usual anger, maybe. more complex than that. ] You’ll—
[ before she can finish her probably unreasonable demand, the mirror begins to speak, apparently responding to the fact that sierra is talking to someone, or just the presence of another person. ]
no subject
Tch. [ her usual anger, maybe. more complex than that. ] You’ll—
[ before she can finish her probably unreasonable demand, the mirror begins to speak, apparently responding to the fact that sierra is talking to someone, or just the presence of another person. ]
Don’t leave.
[ sierra bites the inside of her cheek. ]
You’ll forget everything about this, of course.