[ He grabs her arm quickly and she yanks out from his grasp, but she does stop. Snow comes to such a halt that he may well crash into her, though not upend her (she's very sturdy and very stubbornly staring at him with a pout long-since developed in his presence). ]
Tell me this is just some kind of-- [ She heaves a sigh, shaking her dark head. ] ... I don't know. Hallucination?
[ It's too much to hope for, sadly. She admits a smaller sigh, adjusting the books in her arms, watching him like a hawk. ]
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Tell me this is just some kind of-- [ She heaves a sigh, shaking her dark head. ] ... I don't know. Hallucination?
[ It's too much to hope for, sadly. She admits a smaller sigh, adjusting the books in her arms, watching him like a hawk. ]
How long have you been here?