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With the water properly back to its original state, Elodie skimmed her fingers over the top of it. "I know that now.." It was a little too late though, and finding a new distraction had proved harder than anything. Everything she'd ever used before had a connection to the problem. Knitting wasn't fun now. Reading had barely any impact like it had previously. The only thing that took her mind off of things was throwing apples at a wall and pretending they had enough feelings to feel themselves smash against it. To smash, break and be in her position.
Els raised an eyebrow at Dora's response, but nodded. She understood completely. "I thought I was the only one who wouldn't..." She wouldn't miss the place that had floor she knew her mother had once walked upon, classrooms she knew her father had once sat in and took notes. Although there was no physical evidence of them here, she knew they'd once been in her shoes yet...couldn't talk to them about it. It was like that with everything. She couldn't get boy advice from her mum, couldn't introduce one to her dad. She had her brother and sister, and even though she'd assumed they were practically her parents... they weren't.
They weren't even close.
"I'd go right now if I could."
"Me too..." She briefly wondered if they knew it in the same way, but it wasn't likely. Dora's situation wasn't exactly common, and for the little she knew about Elodie over the years, and if she were to assume, neither was hers.
"Lesson learned the hard way I suppose." Always the hard way.
At that she smirked faintly, eyes flicking up towards the other girl.
"I can't think of anyone in our class who will be weeping come closing feast. I think we're all ready to be out in the world." It couldn't bring on anything worse than her seventeen years of life already had.
"Where would you go?" Dora knew where she'd go.... half certain of it at least.