[ he takes her hand, and despite her racing mind, it once again calms her. she can feel the way his touch grounds her, the way it soothes over her existence and drains away some of the gold in her skin. she can't seem to resist that much, even if she's still resisting everything else. ]
[ her face falls. ]
Gods, not you too. [ tension lines her shoulders, but she allows him to pull her in the walk, trying to ignore the churning in her stomach. it simply does not occur to her that multiple people are right and she is wrong. ]
no subject
[ her face falls. ]
Gods, not you too. [ tension lines her shoulders, but she allows him to pull her in the walk, trying to ignore the churning in her stomach. it simply does not occur to her that multiple people are right and she is wrong. ]
Go on. Get it over with.