[ Kate's always been a soothing presence (sorry, Jake) and it's just magnified now, in the relative peace of this strange place. Nancy does start to stir, to properly come back into consciousness as the snowflakes melt on her face, turning dried blood into red little water drops. she adjusts her arm around Kate's shoulder, curling into her as they step over the threshold.
she can smell cookies. and then Kate's depositing her on a bed, a real, actual bed that isn't a dirty mattress on a floor or on a gurney in a terrible hospital, and Nancy curls her limbs in like a spider. she can smell Kate on the pillow, and blood, and in its own way it's a comfortingly familiar scent.
but she hasn't been in a room with four walls that she wasn't using as cover in a long time, either. it's a little panic inducing, even though the door is open and Kate is here. there are too many emotions to process. ]
Don't - [ the word is too sharp, too insistent, and Nancy tries to temper her tone ] - leave me.
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she can smell cookies. and then Kate's depositing her on a bed, a real, actual bed that isn't a dirty mattress on a floor or on a gurney in a terrible hospital, and Nancy curls her limbs in like a spider. she can smell Kate on the pillow, and blood, and in its own way it's a comfortingly familiar scent.
but she hasn't been in a room with four walls that she wasn't using as cover in a long time, either. it's a little panic inducing, even though the door is open and Kate is here. there are too many emotions to process. ]
Don't - [ the word is too sharp, too insistent, and Nancy tries to temper her tone ] - leave me.