[ She tears her gaze away from his bracelet to stare up at him once more, listening to him speak. She's more than a little shocked, to say the least. She very carefully takes the paper as he hands it over, allowing her eyes to drop and read over the lettering. She pours over each word, and reads the document again and again, trying to make some kind of sense of this. But there's really no sense to make of it... possibility of another child, no one had ever mentioned that to her before.
It's starting to come together, piece by piece. The bracelet, the odd powers they both possess... she'd even heard, at one point, someone on the street stating that they looked alike, but at the time she'd taken it simply as they were making the same expression. Now she's not so sure about that. ]
No, you didn't... how did you get it, Polly? [ Her voice is soft, and she's still reading the document repeatedly, along with looking at the picture on occasion. She shifts a little, settling both things down onto her lap finally so that she can properly pay attention to his story. ]
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It's starting to come together, piece by piece. The bracelet, the odd powers they both possess... she'd even heard, at one point, someone on the street stating that they looked alike, but at the time she'd taken it simply as they were making the same expression. Now she's not so sure about that. ]
No, you didn't... how did you get it, Polly? [ Her voice is soft, and she's still reading the document repeatedly, along with looking at the picture on occasion. She shifts a little, settling both things down onto her lap finally so that she can properly pay attention to his story. ]