[Though she returns the smile, it's a little strained. There's a hole in her memory, or else somehow they came here from different times... but then how was she with him, if she got here first?]
What's it like?
[Red leans against him, taking his hand in hers and examining the faint circuit lines.]
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What's it like?
[Red leans against him, taking his hand in hers and examining the faint circuit lines.]