It is the silence that tips her off. Almost a full year from her arrival in that horrible place, she knows it still. Kamala may have never walked this specific path, but it didn't matter. This place is a part of her whether she likes it or not. Kamala hugs herself as the horror that she is back in any form sinks in. It's only a memory. Kamala knows this by now. She still looks small and scared as she watches Frank and Supergirl; two people who comforted her the day of her arrival. (She'd know that dark form anywhere and who else could be remembering this?) A part of her knows this is going to end badly before Frank even signals for her to come in closer.
It should speak volumes that normally a girl that doesn't fear anything doesn't hesitate to quietly creep over the rest of the way to Frank and bury her face against his arm like a shield. His hand comes to rest at the back of her head and she makes no move to dislodge him. She knows even if it's not a conscious thought how this shakes out. He died once. She's already seen a lot of people die in these memories.
She flinches at that twig snap. Kamala outright shakes when the tree falls because it only means one thing. Supergirl's screams and the sound of them confirm it. The spot where her head rest goes warm with her tears almost instantly. She doesn't move until his hand does. Kamala turns to very slowly look at an angel-- No? Yes? The dying Frank confirms it. Maria Castle. She really is beautiful.
As hard as it is to see Frank in such a state, she really needed to see this part. She's glad he wasn't alone in the end. The look she spares the current Frank says as much. She can't speak a word until this truly ends.
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It should speak volumes that normally a girl that doesn't fear anything doesn't hesitate to quietly creep over the rest of the way to Frank and bury her face against his arm like a shield. His hand comes to rest at the back of her head and she makes no move to dislodge him. She knows even if it's not a conscious thought how this shakes out. He died once. She's already seen a lot of people die in these memories.
She flinches at that twig snap. Kamala outright shakes when the tree falls because it only means one thing. Supergirl's screams and the sound of them confirm it. The spot where her head rest goes warm with her tears almost instantly. She doesn't move until his hand does. Kamala turns to very slowly look at an angel-- No? Yes? The dying Frank confirms it. Maria Castle. She really is beautiful.
As hard as it is to see Frank in such a state, she really needed to see this part. She's glad he wasn't alone in the end. The look she spares the current Frank says as much. She can't speak a word until this truly ends.