[Raynie freezes when she finally gets a proper look at him. At the first moment she still can't believe it, staring in stunned silence as if her slightest word or movement will make the apparition disappear, but the look he levels at her seals it.]
- Stocke?!
[She doesn't know how, nor does she care at the moment. It's really him, she should've trusted her instincts and known right away. Who else would acknowledge a long-due reunion with curt, wry remarks and "I'm sorry"?]
What - [Her voice cracks. Then, louder:] What're you apologizing for?
[Raynie moves without thinking. This isn't how she imagined it; sometimes she thought she'd cry (prettily, and never be less eloquent for it), at other times she'd imagine telling a witty joke, but it was always heartwarming and there were definitely no shadows or extra bits involved.
There were hugs, though. And depending on how solid Stocke is, it can into reality or make this situation ten times more awkward.]
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- Stocke?!
[She doesn't know how, nor does she care at the moment. It's really him, she should've trusted her instincts and known right away. Who else would acknowledge a long-due reunion with curt, wry remarks and "I'm sorry"?]
What - [Her voice cracks. Then, louder:] What're you apologizing for?
[Raynie moves without thinking. This isn't how she imagined it; sometimes she thought she'd cry (prettily, and never be less eloquent for it), at other times she'd imagine telling a witty joke, but it was always heartwarming and there were definitely no shadows or extra bits involved.
There were hugs, though. And depending on how solid Stocke is, it can into reality or make this situation ten times more awkward.]