[Lucy continued to mumble and grumble, but she took her hands away from her face. She didn't make it...easy to talk about things like that, suppressing everything as Lucy did. After a moment of shifting on her feet, she looked back at May.]
...was it really? [She asked, more quietly. Her heart stone was broadcasting a mix of wariness, childish curiosity, and something that might have been faint, hopeful happiness.]
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...was it really? [She asked, more quietly. Her heart stone was broadcasting a mix of wariness, childish curiosity, and something that might have been faint, hopeful happiness.]