[ She thinks...that he's gone. That delusion or miracle, she's scared him away. Peregrine wraps her arms around herself, as a way of comfort. But then—
Relief floods her, just as uncertainty does as well. How can she tell him if she doesn't know herself? ] I don't know. I don't— Look...this place is like in a void, and nothing's what it looks like, I— I think it's really a...an abandoned junkyard. It's not Minnesota, but the- the trees, the sky, nothing's right—
[ For the first time since she arrived at the prom, she shivers, audibly. She's cold. But she's also scared.
The weather's changing. Orpheus said that too. He'd meant it to be positive. She knows, from experience, Brett means the opposite. ]
...I'll...okay. I'll stay put. [ Thursdays, they...tend to be dangerous, don't they? Peregrine quietly makes a note to make sure wherever she sleeps tonight, she has her emergency supplies with her. Always be prepared. ] It's okay. I'm... I'm not alone.
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Relief floods her, just as uncertainty does as well. How can she tell him if she doesn't know herself? ] I don't know. I don't— Look...this place is like in a void, and nothing's what it looks like, I— I think it's really a...an abandoned junkyard. It's not Minnesota, but the- the trees, the sky, nothing's right—
[ For the first time since she arrived at the prom, she shivers, audibly. She's cold. But she's also scared.
The weather's changing. Orpheus said that too. He'd meant it to be positive. She knows, from experience, Brett means the opposite. ]
...I'll...okay. I'll stay put. [ Thursdays, they...tend to be dangerous, don't they? Peregrine quietly makes a note to make sure wherever she sleeps tonight, she has her emergency supplies with her. Always be prepared. ] It's okay. I'm... I'm not alone.