"Oh, right, Jane.</> Sorry." Joyce's eyes were shining with what might have been tears of happiness. She'd found one of her family, and that was something to be thankful for. Assuming they were here anyway. She might be more thankful for them not being here as long as they were ok.
But the girl went on, and she had never heard Eleven put on any accent like that, nor was her hair that long. Ever.
"Are you really not her? You look just like her." Her brow furrowed, but Joyce released her and eased back, hands out flat to ease the girl.
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But the girl went on, and she had never heard Eleven put on any accent like that, nor was her hair that long. Ever.
"Are you really not her? You look just like her." Her brow furrowed, but Joyce released her and eased back, hands out flat to ease the girl.