[ the day olivia grows bold is the day hell freezes over and invites jesus for a nice ski. ]

If they can bring us back to the exact moment we left, I'm not surprised they can make time pass differently between worlds...

[ tentatively, she touches a hand to her cheek, realizing only in that moment that she might look different from what everyone else has remembered of her. of course, the change had happened so gradually for her, she never noticed it herself. she feels almost self-conscious about it, actually, wondering if it makes her look strange at all. ]

Besides.

[ she draws her hand away, plunking it back into the water. she sits up a little straighter too, bearing more of her shoulders and just a slight hint of the towel she keeps wrapped tight around her peeking out over the surface of the water. ]

I wouldn't lie to you.