[For a moment, all Oswin can do is stare as the door shimmers into existence. A door. In the middle of her flat. For a moment, she entertains the idea of reaching out and touching it to see just if it's real, but no. Not yet.
Instead, she turns around to face him.] You're supposed to fly. That's what all the stories say, yeah? [Obviously undeniable proof that this is a trick.]
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Date: 2013-10-21 09:07 pm (UTC)Instead, she turns around to face him.] You're supposed to fly. That's what all the stories say, yeah? [Obviously undeniable proof that this is a trick.]