[ there's a sadness that crosses stelle's face when she says that. she should be flattered. she is flattered. she's so, so delighted to hear that, to think that kiana remembered her - her voice, her scent, the feeling of being with her.

but- ]

I couldn't. [ the relentless pressure eases; she won't move to further things between them, not until she's gotten this off her chest. ] I wish I had. But- I didn't. As soon as I got back, it was like none of it had ever happened.

[ this time, it's her turn to lean into kiana. ]

Maybe it's just another time thing. Maybe I'll get to remember once that story reaches an end.