( Eight months. She's stuck on that. Him and the others had been here for that long(possibly longer) and they hadn't gotten any closer to escaping or finding a way back home. And in that time, she had been here, even if she couldn't remember it at all. Steph takes in a deep breath, her expression more solemn than it was before. It's still natural, still expected, and not out of place. That news would shock anyone. )
... Wow.
( Her head moves to the side, her hand clutching her forehead in thought. She moves some hair out of her face, and tries on a smile once more. )
Catch up, yeah.
My place or yours? You could show up in my window out of the blue for nostalgia points.
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... Wow.
( Her head moves to the side, her hand clutching her forehead in thought. She moves some hair out of her face, and tries on a smile once more. )
Catch up, yeah.
My place or yours? You could show up in my window out of the blue for nostalgia points.