Lucy Pevensie, The Valiant (
called_lioness
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2006-02-01 06:31 am (UTC)
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Very little's ever been fair.
"Tatli." She smiles, a little, without anything behind it. "Her name was Tatli."
She rather wants to cry, and it's a moment where she shudders, a little, and then it's gone. He probably noticed, but she hopes he won't comment.
"When are you going to grow up and stop being the ten year old boy, Ed?" It's not angry. It's just tired.
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"Tatli." She smiles, a little, without anything behind it. "Her name was Tatli."
She rather wants to cry, and it's a moment where she shudders, a little, and then it's gone. He probably noticed, but she hopes he won't comment.
"When are you going to grow up and stop being the ten year old boy, Ed?" It's not angry. It's just tired.