[Before she can respond, Angel has to take a few more deep breaths, settling the remaining hiccups of laughter that emanate from the back of her throat. Beside her, Mari puffs up all the more, clearly a little proud. Judging by the way she tucks her chin down, she's also a little bashful about it, too.]
Lightning reminds you of home? [Angel glances toward Mari. Her fingers stroke through her wool, discharging the last bits of electricity with small little pops.] I think I could understand feeling like that.
[It's a different kind of electricity -- unrefined as it is -- but Angel knows that feeling all the same.]
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Lightning reminds you of home? [Angel glances toward Mari. Her fingers stroke through her wool, discharging the last bits of electricity with small little pops.] I think I could understand feeling like that.
[It's a different kind of electricity -- unrefined as it is -- but Angel knows that feeling all the same.]