Date: 2005-10-04 07:17 am (UTC)
A swift glance.

Alain knows some of the components of Lilly's nightmares, by now.

One hand slips from his pocket, and lifts towards her a little -- and then drops. He can't touch her in this world, and she can't touch him.

A fresh wave of fury, towards Celeste Kane and this house and her whole damned town. But mostly towards Celeste.

Softly, "Come on. Let's get out of here."
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