[ Otome trails off, gaze distant for a few short seconds. It's difficult to explain having two-- no, three sets of memories, one where she'd had a daughter. One where she hadn't had a daughter, hadn't lived beyond a certain day. And the current memory, where she'd remembered adopting her cousin when her parents had died, but in this world, that had changed, and meals had become bittersweet sensations that clogged her throat and made it hard to swallow.
But none of this is worth mentioning, and she pushes herself to her feet with a faint smile. ]
I'll see what I can order. Do you have any preferences?
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[ Otome trails off, gaze distant for a few short seconds. It's difficult to explain having two-- no, three sets of memories, one where she'd had a daughter. One where she hadn't had a daughter, hadn't lived beyond a certain day. And the current memory, where she'd remembered adopting her cousin when her parents had died, but in this world, that had changed, and meals had become bittersweet sensations that clogged her throat and made it hard to swallow.
But none of this is worth mentioning, and she pushes herself to her feet with a faint smile. ]
I'll see what I can order. Do you have any preferences?