[ laughs softly in backtags but—it's not like his concern or the compassion is unwelcomed but it feels...foreign. rather, just different. she knew that he had considered her valuable to him, a person he could work with but this is different. she lets him get closer as there's really nowhere else she can run to. ]
Every so often. [ there's an emptiness to her voice, to her being. an apathy that slowly masks her anger and any traces of sadness that she may feel. ] It was more that he found me than anything else.
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Every so often. [ there's an emptiness to her voice, to her being. an apathy that slowly masks her anger and any traces of sadness that she may feel. ] It was more that he found me than anything else.
[ shima, her every kind stalker. ]
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(And yet...
He's quiet for a moment, trying to figure out how to proceed from here.)
Do you want to talk about it? The things you talked about?
(Sort them out? Yell?)