[If this were any other day, she might read more into that comment. But she peers up at him almost owlishly as he says it now, the corner of her mouth curving upward gratefully. She's not entirely unaware of what inviting him in looks like on the outside, and it's with a little awkward fumbling that she gets the door open and tugs him along inside.]
I just want to talk.
[No, that's not entirely right. And she casts him an apologetic look as she shakes her head.]
I need to talk.
[And maybes she's not ready to let him go yet. But she has to, doesn't she? She can't just keep holding his hand now that they're in her room and have a little quiet privacy. So she reluctantly pulls her hand away from his, sighing softly with a frown as her fingertips linger against his for just a little longer.]
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I just want to talk.
[No, that's not entirely right. And she casts him an apologetic look as she shakes her head.]
I need to talk.
[And maybes she's not ready to let him go yet. But she has to, doesn't she? She can't just keep holding his hand now that they're in her room and have a little quiet privacy. So she reluctantly pulls her hand away from his, sighing softly with a frown as her fingertips linger against his for just a little longer.]