Ellie doesn't register that Joel looks a little younger; five years or so makes a bigger difference in how a teenager looks anyway. The particulars of time don't matter or register in the moment.
She's not even sure how long it's been. Weeks, but it could have been yesterday.
"Get here? I think I'm dreaming," she answers, a flash of confusion on her face coming to the surface over everything else she feels for a moment. Something is off that she can't put her finger on exactly, something in his attitude unlike the last time they spoke.
The last time.
"You can't really be here," she says, but she's not really convinced of what is possible and what isn't these days. Still, again, people don't just come back to life. Fuck, she'd have given anything if they did, if she could have brought him back. Even with everything complicated and unsaid between them, he wasn't supposed to just die.
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She's not even sure how long it's been. Weeks, but it could have been yesterday.
"Get here? I think I'm dreaming," she answers, a flash of confusion on her face coming to the surface over everything else she feels for a moment. Something is off that she can't put her finger on exactly, something in his attitude unlike the last time they spoke.
The last time.
"You can't really be here," she says, but she's not really convinced of what is possible and what isn't these days. Still, again, people don't just come back to life. Fuck, she'd have given anything if they did, if she could have brought him back. Even with everything complicated and unsaid between them, he wasn't supposed to just die.