[ the gestures the girl makes mean nothing to fliss, which is... unhelpful. for the girl, that is. fliss feels even more useless to her, though at least they have established some kind of sense that fliss is unlikely to hurt the poor girl. she frowns, shaking her head, staying where she is, noting the way the girl presses to the door. ]
I'm sorry — is that...? I don't understand. [ her tone is apologetic, it's the very least she can do as she scrambles for something in her head. ] Can you not speak?
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I'm sorry — is that...? I don't understand. [ her tone is apologetic, it's the very least she can do as she scrambles for something in her head. ] Can you not speak?