no subject

[ she sits up straight when he does. there's a tilt of her head again, halfway between pleading and contrite, but she doesn't argue the point further.

when it comes time for travel through it, he's going through that portal — without her if need be. ]

...Alright. [ no tight-lipped, forced smile this time, but her eyes are still conflicted even as she gives him a short nod. ] Together.