She hugged him in return, certain the other her wouldn't have, and equally certain she didn't care. There was a certain fierceness to the action, as though she were doing it in defiance of the other her's wishes almost as much as for the comfort that it offered.
"I don't want to be her," she admitted, quietly. "I've only just gotten to be me."
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Date: 2007-08-08 04:44 am (UTC)"I don't want to be her," she admitted, quietly. "I've only just gotten to be me."