[They don't need to say that to her. They don't understand that she used to know what was inside a person's heart by looking at them. It's weak here. Barely makes a dent in the people around her and she's had to rely on her own context, her own thoughts and feelings about everyone instead.
But she knows hearts. And she knows her own doesn't shine even a fraction as bright as Drifter's, but it feels good to hear all the same. Brings a smile to her face when she thought it would be too difficult to manage with their death fresh in her mind.]
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But she knows hearts. And she knows her own doesn't shine even a fraction as bright as Drifter's, but it feels good to hear all the same. Brings a smile to her face when she thought it would be too difficult to manage with their death fresh in her mind.]
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