Until Kimmy asks if there's something on her back, it hadn't occurred to Michelle to look. This whole thing is so bizarre, so intrusive, that she wouldn't have wanted to just go ahead and try to find out anyway, or to see what it said without some sort of prompting. When she can't imagine that most of the people walking around with words on their backs would want those facts about them to be known, it's not her business to pry.
At the question, though, she shifts to get a look at Kimmy's back, and something in her stomach twists at the words there. She doesn't know what it means, she's not about to assume — it could be anything, some sort of metaphor — but the words unexpectedly hit home even so, the mention of escape too much for her to ignore.
"There is," she says, head ducking in a slight nod. "It says... It says that you could have escaped."
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Date: 2016-06-15 04:38 am (UTC)At the question, though, she shifts to get a look at Kimmy's back, and something in her stomach twists at the words there. She doesn't know what it means, she's not about to assume — it could be anything, some sort of metaphor — but the words unexpectedly hit home even so, the mention of escape too much for her to ignore.
"There is," she says, head ducking in a slight nod. "It says... It says that you could have escaped."