[ interesting. the fear that erupts is quick and sharp and it's definitely from her. he doesn't pull his hand away but he frowns just the slightest bit. she's afraid of something to do with forgiveness. he assumes she has her secrets just as he has his but now he's starting to wonder just what she might be keeping to herself.
still, he doesn't press. that's not the game, after all. he nudges his fingers against her hand and nods. ]
Your turn.
[ he takes a slower drink while he waits for her question. ]
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still, he doesn't press. that's not the game, after all. he nudges his fingers against her hand and nods. ]
Your turn.
[ he takes a slower drink while he waits for her question. ]