[ There seems to be a fluttering of recognition in her eyes for the briefest of moments at hearing Connor's name, but it passes by quickly. Beyond a hazy memory of the squat she'd stayed in with Alice, her mind won't let her delve deeper than that. She'll have to tuck it away with the millions of other thoughts she can't focus on now. Her mind's too busy trying to handle what he's saying, after all.
Kara clutches the sides of her chair. If she weren't already sitting, she'd probably have fallen over. Such a strange sensation.
When she feels less dizzy, she slowly looks back at him. ]
Three months.
[ She repeats it dazedly. Saying it aloud almost seemed like it'd make it sound less insane, but it didn't.
Again, she returns to what she knows best--caring for others. That way she can think less about her own situation, her own pain. ]
How have you managed this entire time? Did he help you? [ A pause, then she whispers: ] Do any humans know?
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Kara clutches the sides of her chair. If she weren't already sitting, she'd probably have fallen over. Such a strange sensation.
When she feels less dizzy, she slowly looks back at him. ]
Three months.
[ She repeats it dazedly. Saying it aloud almost seemed like it'd make it sound less insane, but it didn't.
Again, she returns to what she knows best--caring for others. That way she can think less about her own situation, her own pain. ]
How have you managed this entire time? Did he help you? [ A pause, then she whispers: ] Do any humans know?