[ it's a nice sentiment, even if the context is pretty miserable. nobody wants to be there, nobody wants anyone else to have to be there, but they're willing to accept new people instead of leaving them alone. caroline's not entirely sure that would be the case if she was one hundred percent honest, but she's not going to try her luck and find out, either.
instead, as rey pulls open the door, caroline comes as close as she can. just barely outside the threshold, almost but not quite. she steps up to the invisible line in the sand, watches rey cross over and then turn back, and then offers a sad, uncertain smile. ]
Can I come in?
[ maybe on some planets people still practice asking first. maybe it won't seem weird. (it will probably seem weird.) ]
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instead, as rey pulls open the door, caroline comes as close as she can. just barely outside the threshold, almost but not quite. she steps up to the invisible line in the sand, watches rey cross over and then turn back, and then offers a sad, uncertain smile. ]
Can I come in?
[ maybe on some planets people still practice asking first. maybe it won't seem weird. (it will probably seem weird.) ]