"It's her," breathes Mary in surprise. "She's what's glowing!"
"More importantly," says Jack just as quietly, "she can see us."
It's less surprising than it should be, somehow. Something about being with Mary makes Jack feel more present, like he should be more visible. He lets the woman approach, a little wary though he's excited as he always is when he meets someone new.
"Uh, yeah," he replies out loud, glancing down at his fox, then back up at the woman. He doesn't see an animal with her, and though he can't say why, it worries him. "I'm -- I mean, we're a little lost, I guess. Are you okay?"
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"More importantly," says Jack just as quietly, "she can see us."
It's less surprising than it should be, somehow. Something about being with Mary makes Jack feel more present, like he should be more visible. He lets the woman approach, a little wary though he's excited as he always is when he meets someone new.
"Uh, yeah," he replies out loud, glancing down at his fox, then back up at the woman. He doesn't see an animal with her, and though he can't say why, it worries him. "I'm -- I mean, we're a little lost, I guess. Are you okay?"