[A small breath of laughter warm against her skin as he lightly brushes his lips against it.]
At least actually fly to me.
[Because he knows... Or at least he now knows she has been chasing him. She was just chasing him in all the wrong places... In places where there are only shadows and illusions, but never to where he actually is.
Over that rift, not one made from their betrayals. But one forged from her fear of the unknown, that uncertainty that keeps her tied to what she's more familiar with.]
But even if you don't... I'll pull you over one way or another.
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At least actually fly to me.
[Because he knows... Or at least he now knows she has been chasing him. She was just chasing him in all the wrong places... In places where there are only shadows and illusions, but never to where he actually is.
Over that rift, not one made from their betrayals. But one forged from her fear of the unknown, that uncertainty that keeps her tied to what she's more familiar with.]
But even if you don't... I'll pull you over one way or another.