[It may be quiet, but Mari’s brother is very soft indeed; she’s used to reading lips. Moreover, it’s silent enough in here to hear a pen drop. Which it does, when the realization clicks.
[The hair. The bow. The… reaction, somehow. Certainly not quite the Aubrey who Mari knows, but—
[She chokes back a sob, and Mari would recognize that anywhere.]
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Aubrey?
[It may be quiet, but Mari’s brother is very soft indeed; she’s used to reading lips. Moreover, it’s silent enough in here to hear a pen drop. Which it does, when the realization clicks.
[The hair. The bow. The… reaction, somehow. Certainly not quite the Aubrey who Mari knows, but—
[She chokes back a sob, and Mari would recognize that anywhere.]
Aubrey…