[South narrows her eyes at Carolina, then sets her food and drink aside and crosses her arms. South had put much stock into what Carolina had told her, and depended so much on the idea that they could change their timelines. North's presence, his specific point in time, and now what York had told South about Carolina, only seemed to point at how wrong that theory was. South felt betrayed.]
So. You're back. [Her tone is ice, nothing welcoming in the least.]
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So. You're back. [Her tone is ice, nothing welcoming in the least.]