Only a moment, she says. She must have just arrived, he realizes, and his eyes widen as he takes in that fact. And not only must all of this seem so strange to her, but he must look strange to her as well, dressed as he is in his modern clothes.
"Yes," he says with a nods once he recovers enough to do so. It is still a shock to see her standing before him like this, and it's all he can do not to run and pull her into a hug. He feels like he is looking directly at a ghost. "This is a city called Darrow. I'm not sure how to best describe it, only it seems to be somewhere in America in the future."
He isn't certain he should mention the part about the future so soon, but the words are out of his mouth before he can think to stop them.
"I'm sorry," he apologizes, rubbing a hand across his eyes to smear away any accidental tears. "It's just...it's been awhile since I saw you last. What's the last that you remember of Paris?"
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Date: 2017-12-02 03:00 am (UTC)"Yes," he says with a nods once he recovers enough to do so. It is still a shock to see her standing before him like this, and it's all he can do not to run and pull her into a hug. He feels like he is looking directly at a ghost. "This is a city called Darrow. I'm not sure how to best describe it, only it seems to be somewhere in America in the future."
He isn't certain he should mention the part about the future so soon, but the words are out of his mouth before he can think to stop them.
"I'm sorry," he apologizes, rubbing a hand across his eyes to smear away any accidental tears. "It's just...it's been awhile since I saw you last. What's the last that you remember of Paris?"