[He responds as he drops his hands to his side again. He looks and feels much more at ease than the last couple times they talked. That's just what happens when you go orb hunting and actually spend the time to talk to your sister-in-law.
But whatever ease he had been feeling immediately leaves when he sees what she pulls out. It's something he would recognize anywhere. The worn white binding, the scripted C.M. etched into the front, the pages full of drawings and notes from their mother.]
Holy shit...
[Sam mutters, staring at it with wide eyes and mouth slightly agape. He flicks his cigarette to the ground before tracing a finger over his mother's initials and then carefully taking it in both hands.]
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[He responds as he drops his hands to his side again. He looks and feels much more at ease than the last couple times they talked. That's just what happens when you go orb hunting and actually spend the time to talk to your sister-in-law.
But whatever ease he had been feeling immediately leaves when he sees what she pulls out. It's something he would recognize anywhere. The worn white binding, the scripted C.M. etched into the front, the pages full of drawings and notes from their mother.]
Holy shit...
[Sam mutters, staring at it with wide eyes and mouth slightly agape. He flicks his cigarette to the ground before tracing a finger over his mother's initials and then carefully taking it in both hands.]
Where--how did you get this?