"Y-y-y-yeah, I was going to check out some new ones," Echo said, jamming her hands into her pockets when the stranger did her the favor of arranging her books into a manageable stack on the counter. He didn't smell like the Wolf, not like Papa did. She felt ridiculously small standing next to him.
"I haven't seen you before." The words leaped out of her mouth and into the silence of the library before she could grab them back. "In Searchlight, I mean. I know I don't know everyone here or anything, but I'd have..." Smelled you.
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on 2013-09-13 07:29 am (UTC)"I haven't seen you before." The words leaped out of her mouth and into the silence of the library before she could grab them back. "In Searchlight, I mean. I know I don't know everyone here or anything, but I'd have..." Smelled you.
"I'd have remembered your face."