[ The foyer seems to pinken, brightening like a clear sky touched by the first rays of sunlight. Pyrrha's laughter subsides but her the joy colouring the environment remains; seeing him for the first time in (what feels like) several days, it's easy to get swept up in irrepressible positivity.
Did he say other work? Reminded of something, Pyrrha reaches for his hand, temporarily forgetting that this is the sort of thing she ought not to be doing. ]
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Did he say other work? Reminded of something, Pyrrha reaches for his hand, temporarily forgetting that this is the sort of thing she ought not to be doing. ]
I have to show you something!