( Rose immediately recognises the well-spoken young woman. Her memories are fresh — she'd chatted with her on the Omni device. They'd spoken of keeping busy, and useful skills, and she'd learned that the girl made clothing. She knows little else of her but that, but what truly matters is that she's familiar.
The woman turns to her, dropping the small handful of little stones from her palm, eyes wide and brows lifted and something relieved, stunned, and desperate all at once upon her face. When the girl says her daughter's name, her heart jolts. )
Hi, ( she all but breathes, voice soft and a little dazed. )
I don't think you did. Is Alayne... another name of yours? ( It sounds too distinct to be a nickname. )
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The woman turns to her, dropping the small handful of little stones from her palm, eyes wide and brows lifted and something relieved, stunned, and desperate all at once upon her face. When the girl says her daughter's name, her heart jolts. )
Hi, ( she all but breathes, voice soft and a little dazed. )
I don't think you did. Is Alayne... another name of yours? ( It sounds too distinct to be a nickname. )