[ he doesn't remember. he doesn't remember what he'd done, or he hasn't done it yet, and she swallows down the sob that wants to work its way free, forcing herself still, strong. she must be, for both their sakes.
eventually, she takes a step back, fingers still laced with his, gaze lifting to meet its twin. ]
.. Come. Come with me. [ she nods once toward the doors at the far end of the hall. ] We need--I need--quiet, I need air. Then I will tell you the things you must know. [ she doesn't insult him by asking if he trusts her. even at their worst, when things were bitterest between them, she knows better. ]
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eventually, she takes a step back, fingers still laced with his, gaze lifting to meet its twin. ]
.. Come. Come with me. [ she nods once toward the doors at the far end of the hall. ] We need--I need--quiet, I need air. Then I will tell you the things you must know. [ she doesn't insult him by asking if he trusts her. even at their worst, when things were bitterest between them, she knows better. ]