She really shouldn't accept his hand after all that. Hell, he shouldn't have offered it to her in the first place. What did she do to deserve him even opening his window after all of that?
She wishes that she could blame him, and for a while, she might have thought about it as she flew, but now that she's here and he wears that easy smile he always does, it's hard to find any reason to be upset with him. Even harder to find a reason not to take his hand.
So, after a few more heartbeats, she finally does, her fingers slipping over his and her feet hopping down from the ledge, a wind following her inside.]
... And I woke you.
[This is her way of saying she's sorry, along with the little squeeze of her fingers around his hand.]
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She really shouldn't accept his hand after all that. Hell, he shouldn't have offered it to her in the first place. What did she do to deserve him even opening his window after all of that?
She wishes that she could blame him, and for a while, she might have thought about it as she flew, but now that she's here and he wears that easy smile he always does, it's hard to find any reason to be upset with him. Even harder to find a reason not to take his hand.
So, after a few more heartbeats, she finally does, her fingers slipping over his and her feet hopping down from the ledge, a wind following her inside.]
... And I woke you.
[This is her way of saying she's sorry, along with the little squeeze of her fingers around his hand.]