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alwaysactive ([info]alwaysactive) wrote in [info]snapthread,
English, that was a surprise. But not the strangest thing she'd ever encountered, so she took his lead as he greeted her. Natalia nodded carefully when he called the morning weird, that was an understatement, and she'd had a lot of weird mornings since she'd been taken from her father. But it was all to make her better, to make her stronger - at least that's what they said.

"Is the test over?" She asked him carefully. It was a treacherous sort of thing to ask about the tests, anything could be one, and asking could turn something that wasn't into one simply because she'd suggested it. She didn't think it was, this place didn't seem the right place for testing, and he didn't seem the right person for testing. Too quick to greet her and without any of the sternness that her other instructors often had when talking to her.

She shuffled closer to him, struggling to keep the blanket up as she moved, it was threatening to fall down and trip her as she moved, but she wasn't ready to let go of it - it felt a little like armor in a place like this. While the competing emotions making it difficult for her to really say what she wanted, "This isn't right, is it?" She asked him, because that much she was sure of. This wasn't where she was supposed to be, even though it felt safe she knew better.


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