[Her breath catches sharp in her throat, the lightning tingling every nerve in her hand and up her arm. If she wasn't awake before, she certainly is now.
But the look on her face is telling enough—there is plenty on her mind at the moment, and there is no getting away from that. How to go about finding the man, how to find the seamstress, and how to protect anyone else who might be in the same position. How to protect the people she has grown to actually care about.
What a pesky thing.]
Even if there was...
[Her thumb traces a small circle over the back of his palm in return.]
no subject
But the look on her face is telling enough—there is plenty on her mind at the moment, and there is no getting away from that. How to go about finding the man, how to find the seamstress, and how to protect anyone else who might be in the same position. How to protect the people she has grown to actually care about.
What a pesky thing.]
Even if there was...
[Her thumb traces a small circle over the back of his palm in return.]
I don't want to think about it anymore.