[ Angel startles slightly at the sudden voice, shaken out of her thoughts which for the first time in years have a sense of calm. She's still worried about where exactly this is, in relation to where she was and the fear that she could be taken back there, but for this moment it's just her and the stars.
She glances over to where the strangers voice came from, not taking much of a look at him (doesn't help that it's dark) before resuming her star-gazing, a bit of a shy gesture. ]
It's okay. It isn't as though I own this beach.
Are you a local? Do you know any of these constellations?
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She glances over to where the strangers voice came from, not taking much of a look at him (doesn't help that it's dark) before resuming her star-gazing, a bit of a shy gesture. ]
It's okay. It isn't as though I own this beach.
Are you a local? Do you know any of these constellations?