[ that's all she needs. a direct invitation from someone who resides in the safehouse is all it takes for that mystical force field to drop away, allowing caroline to cross the threshold and stride forward. normally, she might be able to pull that off a little more casually — but after getting dropped off in a weird futuristic hell city, losing inches off her hair and abilities she still doesn't understand the absence of, she's just not that put together.
she looks altogether relieved to find her way in... and then immediately sobered by the state of affairs. it might be a safehouse, but it's certainly not a very welcoming one. ]
This is where you sleep?
[ in the same tone of voice as wow, you're wearing that? caroline thinks rey deserves better. ]
no subject
she looks altogether relieved to find her way in... and then immediately sobered by the state of affairs. it might be a safehouse, but it's certainly not a very welcoming one. ]
This is where you sleep?
[ in the same tone of voice as wow, you're wearing that? caroline thinks rey deserves better. ]