Mm. Perhaps. [She's not willing to be definite on anything but she is comforted by his gesture. Why do such tiny things matter so much? Even the hair pushed behind her ear is just a simple movement but it lifts her just a little. Still, she wishes she had his confidence. His strength. His ability to make things right somehow.
Still she leans up to kiss his cheek and squeezes his hand before walking again, not entirely looking at him]
I am considering perhaps going on a draft myself.
[Working for the Malnosso in any capacity burns her. But how can she help if she doesn't know what it's like? Anyway she's strong enough to endure it. Probably]
[Action]
Still she leans up to kiss his cheek and squeezes his hand before walking again, not entirely looking at him]
I am considering perhaps going on a draft myself.
[Working for the Malnosso in any capacity burns her. But how can she help if she doesn't know what it's like? Anyway she's strong enough to endure it. Probably]
Have you ever been?