Re: hannah and david: woods
She gave him a soft, soft smile, a lost thing, wandering in her mind and swirl in the fog there. "It ended because something happened. Isn't that why things always end? Even when they end slow, slow, with sluggish footsteps spread over years, there's always something that makes it end, some little thing that is the last straw." But she took pity on him. "We didn't end in tiny steps. Something happened that he didn't tell me about, and I found out, and the only thing I ever asked was that he not withhold things from me. I think a relationship needs to lay everything bare. Do you agree?" she asked him, genuinely curious and eager for a tiny window into the life of a sister she'd seldom seen once they both went off to make their own lives.
"You're always supposed to smile," she said of parties and events, and it had been a good dance tonight, and she nodded at him. "I like dancing. I prefer it outside and beneath the moon, and with someone I know, but I like dancing," and she did. But the question, the request for clarification about Mars and whether or not they were sisters, made her smile lose its luster. "She says Jamie and Si are her brothers, but I'm not her sister. She wants to be friends," she explained, and she lifted a shoulder; she was tired of secrets, and she trusted David. "I'm not really her, but you know that. I died, and I'm back now, but Mars doesn't think so, and she doesn't like me very much." Which was convoluted and not clear, but which said everything, at least to Hannah's way of thinking.
She laughed then, a bright and bauble and twinkling thing, delighted at his conclusion. "She didn't put me right," she said of Rey, "but she told me what she saw there, and I think that helped a little bit."