[She clutches tight, lets go enough to let Iris look at her only reluctantly. She flickers between drinking in Iris's eyes and glancing away - she's hungry for it, starving, but it's overwhelming too, too much and too rich, turns her stomach. She's no sun.]
I'm here now.
[In a smaller voice than she meant to; it's all she has.]
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I'm here now.
[In a smaller voice than she meant to; it's all she has.]