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Date: 2015-04-17 12:30 pm (UTC)His apartment didn't contain much, but that didn't surprise her; he hadn't had much when she met him, and she hadn't had, either. There were habits you lost when you found yourself drifting for long periods of time.
Building up stacks of possessions was one of them.
"I only have two days," she said. "Then I will be drawn back."
Two days. Enough time to talk, maybe. Figure out how much she should tell him. Should she warn him about what lurked beyond the Outer Rim? Should she leave him in ignorance, so he wouldn't do anything stupid?