For the first time, her expression slips, and all the solid ground she's been urgently building shudders beneath her. Why it is that that frightens her when she can swallow the panic of being here at all, she has no idea—perhaps it's the way Caroline smiles as she says it, the simple finality of her statement, perhaps it's just the idea of talking to someone from a possible future which is closer to home than being suddenly in this new, impossible world—
She breathes deep, laughs, dips her head. "Ah, sorry. Do you mind if I don't tell you? When I'm from, I mean. Not just now. See, ah, I...have a rule." As her smile flickers and then re-illuminates like a temperamental neon sign, she sloshes the drink in her glass and shifts her weight, cocking her chin as if about to tell Caroline a deep secret. "The first time I meet someone, particularly someone I'd like to speak to more than once, they can't tell me how long we've all got until civilisation breaks down." Her smile turns rueful. "My own fault for pressing you on such a morbid topic."
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For the first time, her expression slips, and all the solid ground she's been urgently building shudders beneath her. Why it is that that frightens her when she can swallow the panic of being here at all, she has no idea—perhaps it's the way Caroline smiles as she says it, the simple finality of her statement, perhaps it's just the idea of talking to someone from a possible future which is closer to home than being suddenly in this new, impossible world—
She breathes deep, laughs, dips her head. "Ah, sorry. Do you mind if I don't tell you? When I'm from, I mean. Not just now. See, ah, I...have a rule." As her smile flickers and then re-illuminates like a temperamental neon sign, she sloshes the drink in her glass and shifts her weight, cocking her chin as if about to tell Caroline a deep secret. "The first time I meet someone, particularly someone I'd like to speak to more than once, they can't tell me how long we've all got until civilisation breaks down." Her smile turns rueful. "My own fault for pressing you on such a morbid topic."