[Automatically, she takes the hint and presses her back against his wing a bit. It's soft, but offers plenty of opportunity for leaning. For a moment, she lets herself enjoy it. It's nice to hang out and not worry about whether or not she's going to ruin him even more than she apparently already had.
And then he takes her hand and she stops cold.
Slowly, she turns her head to look at him, but is met only with the reflection of her own eyes in his shades. Something is wrong, she just doesn't know how to broach the subject. Nill isn't always great at being direct. She doesn't take her hand away from him, still trying to process the off-ness and figure out what to do about it.]
Sharing is important.
[It is a lame response and she knows it as soon as it leaves her head.]
no subject
And then he takes her hand and she stops cold.
Slowly, she turns her head to look at him, but is met only with the reflection of her own eyes in his shades. Something is wrong, she just doesn't know how to broach the subject. Nill isn't always great at being direct. She doesn't take her hand away from him, still trying to process the off-ness and figure out what to do about it.]
Sharing is important.
[It is a lame response and she knows it as soon as it leaves her head.]