@rcvolutioned asked : "Remember me?" from Ben obviously
꧁ ༒ ☬ oh shoot the wrong sister got amnesia ☬ ༒ ꧂
a hesitant silence stretches between them, as tenuous as it is reckless. she, thin and drawn, particularly fragile in a white day gown that saps every ounce of color from her… and he, uncertain of himself, meeting her gaze through sheer steel of will alone. tatiana holds that gaze, and for a moment, it is unbearably familiar. surely she knows it, as well as she knows her own self… which isn’t so well at all, anymore. hesitantly, she takes a step back, towards the broad window of their day parlour, with a small shake of her head.
‘ the condition is temporary, they say, ’ she offers in lieu of an apology. perhaps some guilt ought to strike her at the disappointment plain across his youthful face, but she feels none. this man may as well be a stranger to her. ‘ it will fade, and everything will come back… or they hope so, at least. no one really knows for sure. ’ she studies him for a long moment in the silence, then offers a tentative nod towards the chaise. if he wants a seat, he may take it ;; tatiana is, as she somehow knows she has always been, the exceptional hostess.
she busies herself for a moment with the physical tasks she still excels at, pouring the tea and offering the saucer to him, before the distraction ends. finally, she is forced to look up again, and something in his face draws frankness from her unbidden. ‘ i… feel as though i s h o u l d know you, sir. a very strong feeling… you are somehow there, just out of reach, if only i could reach you. or… even touch you.’ her eyes flutter shut, the beginnings of another headache encroaching at her temples. ‘ this... cannot be the answer you hoped for. forgive me.’














