[Its enough, only being secure for just a few moments. Later, she might be upset that she had allowed a stranger's first vision of her to be this quivering girl fighting to pretend she didn't feel -- but for now, it gives her the opportunity to compose herself. To forcefully blink her eyes try and for the stubbornness of her muscles to win out over their involuntary motion.
His question is one she's been asking herself for hours -- days. There is only one answer, even though she had dared not say it aloud while she was still hurting. It felt like she might never be able to move on, but that was all she could do. Move on, and keep his lessons close.
And never let anyone get that close to her again. Give no one the opportunity or desire to sacrifice their life for her.
Her grip on his arm relaxes and her shoulders cease to shake.]
I don't know.
[Its easier to say than "move on". It sounds less ridiculous than "wait for something to do".]
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His question is one she's been asking herself for hours -- days. There is only one answer, even though she had dared not say it aloud while she was still hurting. It felt like she might never be able to move on, but that was all she could do. Move on, and keep his lessons close.
And never let anyone get that close to her again. Give no one the opportunity or desire to sacrifice their life for her.
Her grip on his arm relaxes and her shoulders cease to shake.]
I don't know.
[Its easier to say than "move on". It sounds less ridiculous than "wait for something to do".]