[ There's some level of relief that she feels when Steve doesn't react to her question in a negative way. She nods, following him towards the porch and feeling a little like a lost duckling while still mulling over what he's said. Honestly, it makes perfect sense in a way that it shouldn't.
If Hilda knew Steven or Tony, she'd probably end up more confused. At least here, she doesn't get the impression that Steve is speaking down to her, or making her feel stupid for a concept that she never thought she'd have to deal with in her lifetime.
The crease between her eyebrows stays in place, and she worries on the bottom of her lip for a moment as she processes everything Steve is saying. ]
It sounds like one of those choose your own adventure books. We had a couple of those growing up back home. [ Except most of them had happy endings. ] You make it sound like you've lived through that. Or at least experienced it.
[ Maybe a part of her is looking for some level of comfort, to know that she and friends aren't the only ones going through this strange experience alone. ]
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If Hilda knew Steven or Tony, she'd probably end up more confused. At least here, she doesn't get the impression that Steve is speaking down to her, or making her feel stupid for a concept that she never thought she'd have to deal with in her lifetime.
The crease between her eyebrows stays in place, and she worries on the bottom of her lip for a moment as she processes everything Steve is saying. ]
It sounds like one of those choose your own adventure books. We had a couple of those growing up back home. [ Except most of them had happy endings. ] You make it sound like you've lived through that. Or at least experienced it.
[ Maybe a part of her is looking for some level of comfort, to know that she and friends aren't the only ones going through this strange experience alone. ]