[She raises an eyebrow] Your sense of humor is just as bad as I remember.
[She watches him as he looks her over, not moving. Her mind races, part of her wants to run, get as far from him as she possibly can... the other part remembers that he's from before he lost control, when he was trying to be good. Hanging over all of it was the overwhelming sadness that came from actually seeing the lack of recognition in his eyes. Her eyes betrayed some of that sadness as she crossed her arms in front of her stomach]
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[She watches him as he looks her over, not moving. Her mind races, part of her wants to run, get as far from him as she possibly can... the other part remembers that he's from before he lost control, when he was trying to be good. Hanging over all of it was the overwhelming sadness that came from actually seeing the lack of recognition in his eyes. Her eyes betrayed some of that sadness as she crossed her arms in front of her stomach]
Finding your way around alright?