[The rest of this is almost painfully easy in comparison to the struggle before it. Rose could laugh at that if she had the energy, but she doesn't, so she works as quickly and efficiently as she can, for once not being lazy or half-assing a job she has. This is too important to fuck up.
It really is too easy though. Weirdly so. She has to wonder if some part of Anna, or Annalise, or whoever this is supposed to be—if she wanted things to be resolved some way, somehow. Maybe it didn't have to be her to untangle things, maybe this dream would've reacted to anyone else similarly... But she can't shake off the feeling that it's not that simple, and she doesn't know how to feel about that. Rose doesn't think she should have that much power over anyone. It's not like she can ask anyone to confirm or deny the thought though, and she heads up the stairs once she's sure things are done, ready to just get out of here.
But of course things aren't that simple.]
Wha— [And there's Anna herself, looking as fine as ever aside from the tired smile and this weirdass room. There's shock and relief and confusion and worry, so many different and conflicting feelings all at once that all she manages to say is:] It's not like I wanted to!
[But she throws her arms around Anna all the same, hugging her for dear life. This might be a dream still, but this has to mean that some part of her friend is back now, right?]
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It really is too easy though. Weirdly so. She has to wonder if some part of Anna, or Annalise, or whoever this is supposed to be—if she wanted things to be resolved some way, somehow. Maybe it didn't have to be her to untangle things, maybe this dream would've reacted to anyone else similarly... But she can't shake off the feeling that it's not that simple, and she doesn't know how to feel about that. Rose doesn't think she should have that much power over anyone. It's not like she can ask anyone to confirm or deny the thought though, and she heads up the stairs once she's sure things are done, ready to just get out of here.
But of course things aren't that simple.]
Wha— [And there's Anna herself, looking as fine as ever aside from the tired smile and this weirdass room. There's shock and relief and confusion and worry, so many different and conflicting feelings all at once that all she manages to say is:] It's not like I wanted to!
[But she throws her arms around Anna all the same, hugging her for dear life. This might be a dream still, but this has to mean that some part of her friend is back now, right?]