[She remains frozen in place, the sound of their voices drowned out by the racing thrum of her heartbeat in her ears. Fear takes hold of her for a moment when they comment on her, and she worries that they might recognize her before they stalk off with their crude comments. Not that she can hear them all that clearly...
Not when she is more focused on Eustace and how tense he is pressed to her chest like this. How their bodies align and how strong his arms are as they tighten around her. How warm he is, or how she can feel his heart beating against her own—]
Hm?
[His voice snaps her out of her thoughts, and she turns to look at him, not realizing that they are but a hairs breadth apart—so close that she can feel his own breath on her skin as she takes in a slow, unsteady breath, her eyes flitting down before they widen to mirror his.]
Ah—
[She immediately straightens again. At some point, she'd lowered to sit right on his lap, probably when he pulled her in to hide her from those men... a thought that sends a grateful, relieved ripple through her.]
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Not when she is more focused on Eustace and how tense he is pressed to her chest like this. How their bodies align and how strong his arms are as they tighten around her. How warm he is, or how she can feel his heart beating against her own—]
Hm?
[His voice snaps her out of her thoughts, and she turns to look at him, not realizing that they are but a hairs breadth apart—so close that she can feel his own breath on her skin as she takes in a slow, unsteady breath, her eyes flitting down before they widen to mirror his.]
Ah—
[She immediately straightens again. At some point, she'd lowered to sit right on his lap, probably when he pulled her in to hide her from those men... a thought that sends a grateful, relieved ripple through her.]
... Those were the guys from yesterday?