There's nothing in Clarisse's mouth, but she still manages to choke on her own spit.
Ellie's not wrong, is the thing.
For a brief second Clarisse debates pretending that Silena's still alive and just living in some other universe. She really, really does not want to fuck up this night by bringing up a bunch of sad shit. But she also doesn't want Ellie to find out later that Silena's dead, and feel weird about this.
Besides, it doesn't have to be sad.
She clears her throat, her face red. "Um... she was, yeah." She knocks her shoulder into Ellie again, lighter this time, and smiles. No hard feelings.
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There's nothing in Clarisse's mouth, but she still manages to choke on her own spit.
Ellie's not wrong, is the thing.
For a brief second Clarisse debates pretending that Silena's still alive and just living in some other universe. She really, really does not want to fuck up this night by bringing up a bunch of sad shit. But she also doesn't want Ellie to find out later that Silena's dead, and feel weird about this.
Besides, it doesn't have to be sad.
She clears her throat, her face red. "Um... she was, yeah." She knocks her shoulder into Ellie again, lighter this time, and smiles. No hard feelings.