She shrugged, and looked back to the image of the adult Chell, her attempt at a smile fading again. It didn't look like she was even thinking about it, as she moved a hand, or that she was consciously directing the image, as his lifted to take hers. For all that she'd brought it up simply to illustrate something to the younger lady, it seemed to be having at least as much of an effect on Mallia herself.
"Perhaps, then, you're confusing the two entirely. Perhaps someone else had a poppet child named... Pinnoicho, was it? And Pin? ...Were they also slain by humans... simply for existing, and therefore being an inconvenience, like so many other fae?" Far from sounding accusatory, despite her word choice, she simply sounded sad, the question almost a whisper at the end. And she wasn't looking back to Mal yet, her eyes on this phantom of her own making standing in front of her there... but she probably needed a moment anyway. This Chell, for all that he wasn't actually standing there, was indeed a rather convincing illusion....
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"Perhaps, then, you're confusing the two entirely. Perhaps someone else had a poppet child named... Pinnoicho, was it? And Pin? ...Were they also slain by humans... simply for existing, and therefore being an inconvenience, like so many other fae?" Far from sounding accusatory, despite her word choice, she simply sounded sad, the question almost a whisper at the end. And she wasn't looking back to Mal yet, her eyes on this phantom of her own making standing in front of her there... but she probably needed a moment anyway. This Chell, for all that he wasn't actually standing there, was indeed a rather convincing illusion....