[ she doesn't have to say anything. she didn't even need to in the first place - satoko already intended to go back, didn't she? still, satoko recognizes that look, plain and clear.
maybe anna will recognize the look in hers, too: a resigned pity, far more gentle than she'd like to admit. ]
Oh, don't look at me like that. [ she presses her fingers together, into that familiar position. ] Never let it be said I'm not a kind witch.
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maybe anna will recognize the look in hers, too: a resigned pity, far more gentle than she'd like to admit. ]
Oh, don't look at me like that. [ she presses her fingers together, into that familiar position. ] Never let it be said I'm not a kind witch.
[ she snaps. ]