[She's been through it before, too many times now. Seeing the face of someone she had grown close to, looking into their eyes and seeing a stranger looking back at her. There's no word she knows for the feeling that warms in her chest when he says her name, when he walks over and hugs her, and to her utter embarrassment she feels her throat tighten up and her eyes heat behind closed lids.
Poison clenches her fingers into the back of Peter's jacket, returning his embrace fiercely until she manages to regain control over her facial features. Her cheeks are still a little flushed when she looks up at him.]
You know me. [And, spirits, she's so happy about that.] I can't believe you're here.
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Poison clenches her fingers into the back of Peter's jacket, returning his embrace fiercely until she manages to regain control over her facial features. Her cheeks are still a little flushed when she looks up at him.]
You know me. [And, spirits, she's so happy about that.] I can't believe you're here.