[ Thereโs a ferocious sort of expression on his face as some strange girl gets way too damn close, grabbing at him when the very last thing he wants is to be touched. Her hold on his shirt sleeve might have set them right before they could topple, but the instant after heโs sure his feet are back under him, Joel yanks back.
The โfestivalโ is still going on around them, and the bizarre setting is very fitting for the way he double-takes. Itโs like looking at Ellie through a carnival funhouse mirror: the little girl he remembers as well as the back of his hand is all stretched out, familiar-but-not.
For the second time he feels as though the ground might just tip out from under him and send Joel careening down into the chasm as well. ]
Ellie? [ He asks it like heโs not quite sure โ like he couldnโt spot that scarred eyebrow and freckled frown in an instant. One second he had been struggling to get her hand off of him, but in the next it was Joel who grabbed, fingers banded around her wrist. ]
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The โfestivalโ is still going on around them, and the bizarre setting is very fitting for the way he double-takes. Itโs like looking at Ellie through a carnival funhouse mirror: the little girl he remembers as well as the back of his hand is all stretched out, familiar-but-not.
For the second time he feels as though the ground might just tip out from under him and send Joel careening down into the chasm as well. ]
Ellie? [ He asks it like heโs not quite sure โ like he couldnโt spot that scarred eyebrow and freckled frown in an instant. One second he had been struggling to get her hand off of him, but in the next it was Joel who grabbed, fingers banded around her wrist. ]