[ York wouldn't say it out loud just now, but she's relieved to get out of there for a little while. Just looking at Carolina like that, and the way Carolina looked back at her -- it's a little much, even for her. And it keeps eating at her, that nagging question of what this Carolina's York could have done to sour things between them so much. That look Carolina had given her -- it was hostile, with a startling clarity of mind. Whatever it is, it's not due to some deep, muddled confusion.
And that's what brings her back, really. She has to know, or at least she's gotta ask. The clinic docs tell her Carolina's awake now, and York sidles into past the curtain to Carolina's bed, her deliberately casual posture trying to cover for her apprehension. She's not sure if this conversation is going to go any better than the first, but hey, she has to try.
She doesn't come too close to the bed, hanging back, hands shoved into back pockets. She's dressed down in civvies, but now she's thinking that might've been a mistake. ]
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And that's what brings her back, really. She has to know, or at least she's gotta ask. The clinic docs tell her Carolina's awake now, and York sidles into past the curtain to Carolina's bed, her deliberately casual posture trying to cover for her apprehension. She's not sure if this conversation is going to go any better than the first, but hey, she has to try.
She doesn't come too close to the bed, hanging back, hands shoved into back pockets. She's dressed down in civvies, but now she's thinking that might've been a mistake. ]
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