[ She pauses briefly--not because she doesn't know (they're all very vividly burned into her mind, despite how long ago it was from now) but because she feels a sense of dread thinking about them much in depth. Especially... the last.
She buries her face directly against his hair, which... muffles her words but it's not like she's very far from his ears; he can almost certainly still make out exactly what she's saying. ]
I finished that one... and then there were three more.
[ Her arms tighten around him, as though the mention of them might somehow make him disappear again. Or rather--put her back in the mirror. ]
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She buries her face directly against his hair, which... muffles her words but it's not like she's very far from his ears; he can almost certainly still make out exactly what she's saying. ]
I finished that one... and then there were three more.
[ Her arms tighten around him, as though the mention of them might somehow make him disappear again. Or rather--put her back in the mirror. ]