[ jade's always been the kind of child to hide her feelings, if they're negative. she's over the top about her bursts of happiness, with smiles brighter than the sun (buckteeth be damned), but when it comes to expressing sadness, she can rationalize it, bottle it up and put it away.

so her brow furrows and her eyes are a little wetter looking than they had been earlier, but she holds it in and goes back to curling her hair seamlessly. to the average person, it wouldn't look anything more than thoughtful. ]

It is not Déjà vu but, um.

[ jade's not terribly religious, but there is an influence, of course. her mother was raised pentecostal, her father is nebulous but not opposed and generally doesn't judge. as she's understood it, when life ends, there's nothing but heaven afterward. but. ]

It is like I... am remembering something I forgot. It felt important.

[ a short beat and jade breathes deep and slow, staring at her reflection. ]

I will definitely tell you.