That's true enough. She doesn't even argue with the angry part of her on that, just nods absently.
He seems to have changed moods suddenly. She's distracted enough wondering why he's suddenly frowning that she doesn't realize she actually took more than one step until he asks her a question. Then instead of looking over at him she's looking up at him. He is very close. "I um," she stammers a little. "Yes." That's not much of an answer, but she's suddenly out of sorts again. "I'm-- I don't-- Years. I think."
And that's about when she realizes she's reached out and wrapped her hand around his arm much like he did to her. She looks down at her hand then back up at him, blinking. Why did she do that? She has no idea... but she also doesn't let go. She...
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Date: 2014-05-12 10:11 am (UTC)He seems to have changed moods suddenly. She's distracted enough wondering why he's suddenly frowning that she doesn't realize she actually took more than one step until he asks her a question. Then instead of looking over at him she's looking up at him. He is very close. "I um," she stammers a little. "Yes." That's not much of an answer, but she's suddenly out of sorts again. "I'm-- I don't-- Years. I think."
And that's about when she realizes she's reached out and wrapped her hand around his arm much like he did to her. She looks down at her hand then back up at him, blinking. Why did she do that? She has no idea... but she also doesn't let go. She...
She doesn't want to. Oh.