[ He's speaking again in words that don't register, but a few pop out.
"Atlas."
"Oriande."
It brings her pause as she looks around them. Both of those words...both feel like home. Is that where they're going?
When he directs his words to her, he has her full attention. She blinks, gaze dropping to their hands as he tries to explain through touch and mimicry to convey his message.
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"Atlas."
"Oriande."
It brings her pause as she looks around them. Both of those words...both feel like home. Is that where they're going?
When he directs his words to her, he has her full attention. She blinks, gaze dropping to their hands as he tries to explain through touch and mimicry to convey his message.
She nods with a small smile. ]
I will hold on to you, Lance.