As strange as it all might be, Katie believes her even before Sybil begins to explain what she now remembers. Watching her speak is almost hypnotic, and now Katie is certain of it. She speaks of these things like someone who's lived them, who's recalling them now, tired but sure, even as Katie is sure she must still be grappling with the reality of it herself.
She holds the little one carefully, as soothing as she knows how to be. At the thought of Sybil dying, though, she's not sure she'll succeed for long. Not many hours ago, she was dancing at her wedding. Darrow has given them both a chance at life they otherwise might not have had, and she's as unnerved by it as she is grateful.
"Oh, Sybil," she murmurs, blinking back tears. "I'm... I'm sorry. It's... there are no words for that. For knowing when everything ends. Even when you have something good here."
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Date: 2015-10-02 09:19 am (UTC)She holds the little one carefully, as soothing as she knows how to be. At the thought of Sybil dying, though, she's not sure she'll succeed for long. Not many hours ago, she was dancing at her wedding. Darrow has given them both a chance at life they otherwise might not have had, and she's as unnerved by it as she is grateful.
"Oh, Sybil," she murmurs, blinking back tears. "I'm... I'm sorry. It's... there are no words for that. For knowing when everything ends. Even when you have something good here."