She looked towards the door. Kiden stood there; the girl whose arms were wrapped around her when she woke up that morning, who was crying less than an hour before.
Kiden had definitely known her before. She thought about what Doctor Kinney said. She thought about waking up in the bed with her, before the confusion and dread took over, and even though it was all somewhat blurred together, she remembered feeling the way she felt right at that moment, unexplainably warm, comfortable, safe. Trying to find a reason for it now, she thought that, perhaps, it was how she would feel when she was older.
It was very strange.
As it was, when she looked at Kiden, she saw nothing but a stranger. But she still felt some sort of vague curiosity, and that was what caused her to drop her arms from around Doctor Kinney and turn entirely her.
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Kiden had definitely known her before. She thought about what Doctor Kinney said. She thought about waking up in the bed with her, before the confusion and dread took over, and even though it was all somewhat blurred together, she remembered feeling the way she felt right at that moment, unexplainably warm, comfortable, safe. Trying to find a reason for it now, she thought that, perhaps, it was how she would feel when she was older.
It was very strange.
As it was, when she looked at Kiden, she saw nothing but a stranger. But she still felt some sort of vague curiosity, and that was what caused her to drop her arms from around Doctor Kinney and turn entirely her.