Time. [ there may be a taste of childish derision in her tone. she is still a teenager after all this, after all, and time is the only thing she knows that will fade a scar. or plastic surgery. neither of which dead people have access to, y'feel me. she's dropping knowledge here, as reticently as possible.
she doesn't know him, she has no reason to trust him, so he gets the most abbreviated version of the truth she can manage. ]
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she doesn't know him, she has no reason to trust him, so he gets the most abbreviated version of the truth she can manage. ]