[he appears awfully strung up on...something not good. however nefarious it winds up being really doesn't matter, however; she's not in a position to condemn or pardon. just listen. but listening requires speaking...
she reaches over, placing fingers just under his cheekbone before settling her palm down, intent on holding his face there so there's no more of this dodging glances.
hushed, but still rather insistent:] Speak to me. Please.
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she reaches over, placing fingers just under his cheekbone before settling her palm down, intent on holding his face there so there's no more of this dodging glances.
hushed, but still rather insistent:] Speak to me. Please.