[ She doesn't miss the smile that starts to appear, but she also doesn't comment on it as he fights for his composure.
(And considering he abandoned that line of questioning, she's not going to answer it.)
Trying to parse for herself what the string means is already an insurmountable feat, but there's a part of her, small though it may be, that finds an odd comfort in knowing it led her right to him. And maybe all it did was lead her to someone she hoped it might, maybe it was directed by her own feelings, but—
That does mean there are feelings. Things to motivate it. Something for it to latch onto.
But she's acknowledged that to some degree already, hasn't she? Offered it in small part in every light step forward she's taken with him, but...
It's the discussion they haven't delved into.
This thread feels like another piece of it. ]
You were already finished with work, weren't you?
[ As in: she's hoping she didn't interrupt him while he was still on duty. ]
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(And considering he abandoned that line of questioning, she's not going to answer it.)
Trying to parse for herself what the string means is already an insurmountable feat, but there's a part of her, small though it may be, that finds an odd comfort in knowing it led her right to him. And maybe all it did was lead her to someone she hoped it might, maybe it was directed by her own feelings, but—
That does mean there are feelings. Things to motivate it. Something for it to latch onto.
But she's acknowledged that to some degree already, hasn't she? Offered it in small part in every light step forward she's taken with him, but...
It's the discussion they haven't delved into.
This thread feels like another piece of it. ]
You were already finished with work, weren't you?
[ As in: she's hoping she didn't interrupt him while he was still on duty. ]