Tristran turns to look from his father to his sister, his eyes eventually resting on his mother's, watching her for a moment and seeing her in a completely different light. There is a vague sense of regret for the misunderstanding he'd lived with for all his life.
"Really magical," Tristran confirms, glancing at Louisa once more.
"I don't ... think either of us could live here." He pauses. "Everything's completely different. There are things unimaginable over the other side of the Wall, things that no one can even begin to explain. And the girl I met, well ... I can't leave her." And he wouldn't want to.
He hesitates. "I think what I'm trying to say is ..."
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Date: 2007-08-24 12:29 am (UTC)"Really magical," Tristran confirms, glancing at Louisa once more.
"I don't ... think either of us could live here." He pauses. "Everything's completely different. There are things unimaginable over the other side of the Wall, things that no one can even begin to explain. And the girl I met, well ... I can't leave her." And he wouldn't want to.
He hesitates. "I think what I'm trying to say is ..."