Olga's cigarette dangles from her lips in a way that suggests it might fall at any moment. Her hand continues to move over the Katya's shoulder, her senses feeling the psychic wounds that run deep beneath the surface.
A tension forms around her eyes.
"Katya. If you are meant to go home, a way will -- present itself."
There's a small hand gesture that goes with that statement. Opening the way is something every Other learns in their first year. (Else they die.)
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Date: 2011-03-16 04:28 am (UTC)A tension forms around her eyes.
"Katya. If you are meant to go home, a way will -- present itself."
There's a small hand gesture that goes with that statement. Opening the way is something every Other learns in their first year. (Else they die.)