( she draws back far enough to meet his eyesβwhich is no easy thing when he's trying to bury his face in her hair, but by the time she does it she's already braced herself again and she doesn't flinch, looks at him no differently than she ever has. with mild exasperation, because he is the most impossible man in the world, whatever his face is doing at any given time, )
No, ( she promises, ) you'll stay here.
( how it would make him untrustworthy, she isn't sureβbut this really doesn't seem like the time to drown him in details or argue the point, especially when the position 'obviously you must expose your vulnerabilities to other people' is not one she's of a mind to take on any day. it doesn't matter right now. soothing him matters right now, even if there's something
she can't quite put her finger on the unease, which at least reassures her it isn't his face. an odd feeling she loses her grip on; it can wait. )
It's no one's business.
( oh, except fucking coupe'sβnow is also not the time for that. )
no subject
No, ( she promises, ) you'll stay here.
( how it would make him untrustworthy, she isn't sureβbut this really doesn't seem like the time to drown him in details or argue the point, especially when the position 'obviously you must expose your vulnerabilities to other people' is not one she's of a mind to take on any day. it doesn't matter right now. soothing him matters right now, even if there's something
she can't quite put her finger on the unease, which at least reassures her it isn't his face. an odd feeling she loses her grip on; it can wait. )
It's no one's business.
( oh, except fucking coupe'sβnow is also not the time for that. )