Whether or not Edward really believed it, Faye didn't know. She hoped that Edward could. There had been a time when Faye believed that anything was possible, if only she spared the time, if only she was patient. An idealistic train of thought which still remained in her, though it was buried, tempered, almost bent out of shape. It wasn't a matter that she wanted to dwell too much on, not that day, and so she reached out to run her fingers through Edward's hair, ruffling it just a touch, though she left the hair ribbon where it was.
"Let's go swimming," Faye decided, eyes narrowed in thought. "Closest thing we'll get to weightlessness, anyway, around here. And better than staying cooped up in the hut all day."
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Date: 2011-10-12 03:29 am (UTC)"Let's go swimming," Faye decided, eyes narrowed in thought. "Closest thing we'll get to weightlessness, anyway, around here. And better than staying cooped up in the hut all day."