[ The pace he keeps is even, the sense of a separate partner running at his side dissipating. They could be a single form, her steps falling in line with his. And there's a pleasantness to this blur, nothing like the shared visions of her dead world. He barely notices that she's urging him on. His determination and her encouragement almost seem to come from the same source.
Effective parts of a whole, working in tandem.
(it feels right, and then it doesn't)
He slows toward the end of the lap, winding down to the trot he started with, then a walk. When he stops, he looks over at her, eyebrows drawn together. ]
You don't have to do that. [ Help press him forward. It's a kneejerk response. No matter how right the connection feels, he can't shake how invasive it all is (how easy it is to fall into). ]
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Effective parts of a whole, working in tandem.
(it feels right, and then it doesn't)
He slows toward the end of the lap, winding down to the trot he started with, then a walk. When he stops, he looks over at her, eyebrows drawn together. ]
You don't have to do that. [ Help press him forward. It's a kneejerk response. No matter how right the connection feels, he can't shake how invasive it all is (how easy it is to fall into). ]