[The words of the song Hester sang still ring in Varian's ears long after she's stepped away.
What would you wish for, if you had one chance...
His brows furrow as he glances down at the linoleum beneath his boots, listening to the bustle of murmuring that's already started up all around- Maya directly questioning Hester about the specifics- and it already feels like...
He doesn't say anything, but he doesn't turn to leave, either.]
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What would you wish for, if you had one chance...
His brows furrow as he glances down at the linoleum beneath his boots, listening to the bustle of murmuring that's already started up all around- Maya directly questioning Hester about the specifics- and it already feels like...
He doesn't say anything, but he doesn't turn to leave, either.]