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She tried forcing herself to remember sometimes.
It never went very well, her head always reduced to a series of harsh aches, making Ruby feel like someone had taken a hammer to the inside of her brain—mashing and mashing until all that was left was a weird runny stew. It never failed to leave her exhausted, and even though every time she tried she made sure she was alone Snow always seemed to stumble upon her with an unreadable expression on her face.
(Though maybe that was just because Ruby couldn’t remember the expression on her face. Semantics)
Or;
“I’m fine.” She said finally. “Don’t... Don’t worry.”
It almost felt like the wrong thing to say, like it was too comfortable and too familiar for where she was—who she was with. It almost felt like Ruby was toeing the line of a boundary she couldn’t see, and she was afraid that when she could finally know what it was it would be because she’d crashed into it so violently that she’d been sent sprawling to the ground.