It's impossible to miss the way he says the word, almost unlike himself, an emotion in his voice she's rarely heard.
"Dad," she breathes, her mind catching up to what she's saying.
But she's already pushed him away, she saw the way his masks were going up and when he turns around she lifts her hand to her cheek, then covers her mouth.
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Date: 2006-01-07 03:05 am (UTC)"Dad," she breathes, her mind catching up to what she's saying.
But she's already pushed him away, she saw the way his masks were going up and when he turns around she lifts her hand to her cheek, then covers her mouth.
Where her mind is going, he can't follow.