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Eliza nods, and Celine moves over to her.
“May I touch your arm, or hand, or wherever you feel most comfortable.” Eliza nods and pats her shoulder. Celine nods and rests her hand there and takes a deep breath before closing her eyes.
“If you feel her, just try and push her out.” Chick mutters and Eliza nods. She’s still wearing those reflective glasses, so Greyson can’t tell if her eyes are open or closed, but it doesn’t matter. Celine’s face is a mask of calm, after a few minutes she tilts her head, then opens her eyes and removes her hand. “What?” Celine shakes her head and Chick narrows their eyes, then after a moment nods, “Okay then.” Celine sits back down with George,
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