[Lily almost wants to open the locket again, but she's not sure she could handle it. Part of her wants to cry, and part of her wants to pretend this never happened.]
B could melt. He could melt into this gooey metal stuff. That's what's in here. [She rubs the locket between her fingers absently.] A part of him. Literally.
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[Lily almost wants to open the locket again, but she's not sure she could handle it. Part of her wants to cry, and part of her wants to pretend this never happened.]
B could melt. He could melt into this gooey metal stuff. That's what's in here. [She rubs the locket between her fingers absently.] A part of him. Literally.