She stares down at her plate, still trying to figure out why the hell this meal is so familiar. Why sitting here, talking over coffee and breakfast food seems so familiar.
She lifts her gaze back to him when he speaks, confusion in her eyes with maybe just the faintest flicker of recognition.
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Date: 2016-07-01 07:04 pm (UTC)She lifts her gaze back to him when he speaks, confusion in her eyes with maybe just the faintest flicker of recognition.
"You and me... doing what?" she asks slowly.