( Ellie's too honest to be good at hiding her emotions, oftentimes. ) Okay.
( She is still, very pointedly, not looking at Steph, and she couldn't explain why if you asked her, which in itself is bothering her. She just feels-- like her gut is twisting, some painful heat stretching it out and compressing everything tighter and smaller than it's meant to be. Pressure pushing her lungs up and her stomach down.
Not being able to pinpoint the whys and the wheres have never sat well with her. ) All right. Good. That's good for both of you, then.
( But not so much for Vanadi's boyfriend. She's not intending to sound harsh, and she does a decent enough job at covering it, but there's some strain in it. )
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( She is still, very pointedly, not looking at Steph, and she couldn't explain why if you asked her, which in itself is bothering her. She just feels-- like her gut is twisting, some painful heat stretching it out and compressing everything tighter and smaller than it's meant to be. Pressure pushing her lungs up and her stomach down.
Not being able to pinpoint the whys and the wheres have never sat well with her. ) All right. Good. That's good for both of you, then.
( But not so much for Vanadi's boyfriend. She's not intending to sound harsh, and she does a decent enough job at covering it, but there's some strain in it. )