Shoshanna takes a moment to look around at their surroundings. Tokyo is unlike anything she's ever seen—everything is flashing lights and milling crowds and signs in a language she can't read. Her gaze rests back on Kurama, returning his smile easily. She laughs.
"Nor I. I didn't think I would have a life to live, after I left. But here I am, sixty-five years old...and you haven't changed at all."
She'd be lying if she said that the thought didn't make her sad, but she's had a lot of time to dwell on it.
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Date: 2013-06-13 04:42 am (UTC)"Nor I. I didn't think I would have a life to live, after I left. But here I am, sixty-five years old...and you haven't changed at all."
She'd be lying if she said that the thought didn't make her sad, but she's had a lot of time to dwell on it.