' alice, you should sleep. you look exhausted. '
( unprompted / inbox call / @godbecome
❝ you think so? ❞ she offers a smile, an attempt to dissuade her brother into thinking that she’s entirely fine. of course, that isn’t what he catches onto. she knew it wouldn’t. if it wouldn’t fool her, it won’t fool him.
maybe it’s finally gotten to her: the coagulated stress of the situation as a whole. she ought to find comfort here; this place is essentially invisible to those on the outside. but, maybe that isn’t the concern.
❝ ... norman? are you really not going to wait for emma and ray to come back? ❞ it isn’t a question he wants to hear, nor is it one she wants to ask, but he could probably tell that this had been on her mind since the moment they left. ❝ it isn’t that I disagree with you, but you know emma better than anyone else. she’ll probably come back having completed her goal. ❞ she raises her eyes, meeting those of her mirror image. ❝ don’t you want emma and ray here for when you’ve finished what you’ve started, anyhow? aren’t you... aren’t you worried about them? ❞
