[It's gone. Her voice is entirely gone. There's so much she wants to say, but she can't trust herself to get it out without just... breaking.
Instead she just raises her hands and lifts the helmet up and off of her head, lowering it to the ground and shaking her own floofy mess of hair out. Her eyes are wide and watery when they meet his, and she's practically holding her breath while she silently pleads that he recognizes her, that this isn't some alternate reality Matt who has no idea who she is.]
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Instead she just raises her hands and lifts the helmet up and off of her head, lowering it to the ground and shaking her own floofy mess of hair out. Her eyes are wide and watery when they meet his, and she's practically holding her breath while she silently pleads that he recognizes her, that this isn't some alternate reality Matt who has no idea who she is.]