[The moment "So is Dipper" leaves Loop's, uh, face? Timekeeper goes completely still. Not even breathing still. Her eye is locked on them, expression quite possibly the blankest they've seen yet. She lets them finish, but all words that aren't the relevant information slip through her ears.
Siffrin's copy killed Dipper. It's still out there somewhere. Got it.
Cog looks up from leaning into Loop's pat, shudders, and hides behind Loop. Timekeeper stands again abruptly, Embroider in hand, and scans the area, her face cast in shadow from the brim of her hat.]
Which direction.
[It's a demand, not a question. Her lips still curl, but it looks more like a snarl than a smile now. (She wants to rip out the voice in her head telling her not to care, that this timeline doesn't have to be real, that she can just wind it back. She saw someone try that here once. She's tried enough herself to know it won't work.)]
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Siffrin's copy killed Dipper. It's still out there somewhere. Got it.
Cog looks up from leaning into Loop's pat, shudders, and hides behind Loop. Timekeeper stands again abruptly, Embroider in hand, and scans the area, her face cast in shadow from the brim of her hat.]
Which direction.
[It's a demand, not a question. Her lips still curl, but it looks more like a snarl than a smile now. (She wants to rip out the voice in her head telling her not to care, that this timeline doesn't have to be real, that she can just wind it back. She saw someone try that here once. She's tried enough herself to know it won't work.)]