(Twenty. No longer a teenager, but a young woman now. It almost sends Rose reeling, except the concept isn't brand-new to her anymore; the last time she'd reunited with Sharon, her daughter had been almost a decade older than the last time she'd seen her. It was jarring then and it is now, to think that her baby girl is twenty, but it doesn't matter, nothing matters; Sharon's hers. She accepts this immediately; she's twenty, it's okay, Rose will always accept her daughter with open arms no matter what. Just as she had upon learning the truth from Alessa, regarding Sharon's origins.
She's laughing tearfully again as she meets Sharon's nod with a series of her own β she'll meet anyone she knows, she'll settle in first, she'll do anything. Just as long as Sharon's by her side. Rose keeps her own grasp on her daughter's hand, and she can't help being reminded of how Sharon would hold her hand like this when she was younger, Rose leading the shy, nervous little girl around. Now Sharon's grown, she's confident and bold, guiding her. Rose follows her lead, stepping carefully back towards the school. If there's any lingering thought this could be some cruel trick, it's completely gone. She doesn't care. She'll follow Sharon anywhere.
Though her words cause Rose to pause for a moment, head turning to look at her, brows lifting up as her wet eyes widen. The words come a little breathless, a sort of disbelief of her own exhaled outwards. )You're engaged. Oh my god, honey.... You met them here? Are they from another world, too? Or is it someone from back in Trench?
( Her mind, already swirling, starts flying through the people Sharon had been close to, before. )
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She's laughing tearfully again as she meets Sharon's nod with a series of her own β she'll meet anyone she knows, she'll settle in first, she'll do anything. Just as long as Sharon's by her side. Rose keeps her own grasp on her daughter's hand, and she can't help being reminded of how Sharon would hold her hand like this when she was younger, Rose leading the shy, nervous little girl around. Now Sharon's grown, she's confident and bold, guiding her. Rose follows her lead, stepping carefully back towards the school. If there's any lingering thought this could be some cruel trick, it's completely gone. She doesn't care. She'll follow Sharon anywhere.
Though her words cause Rose to pause for a moment, head turning to look at her, brows lifting up as her wet eyes widen. The words come a little breathless, a sort of disbelief of her own exhaled outwards. ) You're engaged. Oh my god, honey.... You met them here? Are they from another world, too? Or is it someone from back in Trench?
( Her mind, already swirling, starts flying through the people Sharon had been close to, before. )