[ It takes a moment for an answer to come through on her end: she can come up with how to word it, but the idea of being "dead" sticks in her strangely. She can't say much about how it makes her feel. It is a sensation that mels down to her bones, sticking to her like a spider's web. ]
we were about to start traveling with some friends! what about you?
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we were about to start traveling with some friends! what about you?