and she thinks she'd still know, still feel enid if she came in, now, if she came into this bar rebecca would still feel her pulse across the years, across space.
she only thinks about enid when the setting is right. when she's alone in the crowd, posed and self aware. she knows now that enid had to go, that even she had to go, and it had to be in their own time.
so she's gone now, they're both gone, searching. for each other, themselves.
she wonders if enid found what she was looking for.
or if enid is lost.