This entire lighthouse deal already felt like a bad idea to her - but at the same time there was something about it calling out to her that she couldn't quite resist. An urge that brought her all the way out to it.
An urge that is now only stopped when she suddenly meets this face right outside of it. Ange stares at Martin like she just spotted an alien, her body freezing up entirely. She's so caught off guard by his sudden appearance that she doesn't even have the time or the mental energy to shift her expression into a pokerface, leaving the surprise wide out in the open.
She'll remember the lighthouse in a moment. But for now her breath feels like it's caught up in her throat, and the only word the girl manages to force out is:
a faded memory
This entire lighthouse deal already felt like a bad idea to her - but at the same time there was something about it calling out to her that she couldn't quite resist. An urge that brought her all the way out to it.
An urge that is now only stopped when she suddenly meets this face right outside of it. Ange stares at Martin like she just spotted an alien, her body freezing up entirely. She's so caught off guard by his sudden appearance that she doesn't even have the time or the mental energy to shift her expression into a pokerface, leaving the surprise wide out in the open.
She'll remember the lighthouse in a moment. But for now her breath feels like it's caught up in her throat, and the only word the girl manages to force out is:
".. Martin..?"