[A little panic is starting to rise in her. She can't see Hol. Can't. She can at least still feel the slight heat he gives off and tell that his pulse is there, but...
Oh. It's clearing. She can see him again. And...]
You...
You look older.
[And so does she. Her dirty blonde hair is shot through with the early grey she'd have had, if she hadn't stopped aging. And her eyes are a bit more sunken, her skin a bit more dry.]
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Oh. It's clearing. She can see him again. And...]
You...
You look older.
[And so does she. Her dirty blonde hair is shot through with the early grey she'd have had, if she hadn't stopped aging. And her eyes are a bit more sunken, her skin a bit more dry.]