She had made a sound! Small, sudden, and stifled quickly, but he'd heard it, definitely. It gave him a little jolt of...well, what, exactly? Satisfaction at being so sure she could speak? That was weird. Whatever the case, his eyebrows had shot up at the sound, feeling a tingle down his back. She had hidden herself at that, all tucked up on the bench...was she afraid to speak aloud? Did she have a cold? He still couldn't be sure.
Another incoming message drew his attention away, albeit reluctantly. His own mouth had quirked in turn, seeing hers; it was like they were somehow in cahoots over some secret thing...something so secret he didn't really know what it was all about.
A few...but not a whole lot. I don't think the weather up here is good for most kinds. But there's some really lovely ones. If we wait for the bus on the orange line we can get there.
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She had made a sound! Small, sudden, and stifled quickly, but he'd heard it, definitely. It gave him a little jolt of...well, what, exactly? Satisfaction at being so sure she could speak? That was weird. Whatever the case, his eyebrows had shot up at the sound, feeling a tingle down his back. She had hidden herself at that, all tucked up on the bench...was she afraid to speak aloud? Did she have a cold? He still couldn't be sure.
Another incoming message drew his attention away, albeit reluctantly. His own mouth had quirked in turn, seeing hers; it was like they were somehow in cahoots over some secret thing...something so secret he didn't really know what it was all about.
A few...but not a whole lot. I don't think the weather up here is good for most kinds. But there's some really lovely ones.
If we wait for the bus on the orange line we can get there.