[It's a very fortunate thing that she kept her back to him, because if she'd seen the way he was about to laugh—
She almost considers not following and letting him leave on his own, but something prickles at her chest as she watches him go. Anger, no doubt, and plenty of exasperation, as well as that sharper sensation of need. A need both to get this over with, yes, but more than that, there's one that has her heart carrying her feet after him. She maintains a whole pace of space between them, remaining behind, but he will hear her footsteps coming and staying...]
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She almost considers not following and letting him leave on his own, but something prickles at her chest as she watches him go. Anger, no doubt, and plenty of exasperation, as well as that sharper sensation of need. A need both to get this over with, yes, but more than that, there's one that has her heart carrying her feet after him. She maintains a whole pace of space between them, remaining behind, but he will hear her footsteps coming and staying...]