[The walk is quiet, acutely uncomfortable at first. She can hear the lingering echoes of the chaos around her, and it feels like she's failing. Or has already failed. Not enough. Again. Instead, she wasted her time chasing a fool into a building and all she got for it was-
The intrusive thoughts are interrupted by him shifting closer. Close enough that his elbow brushes against her arm. Careless fool.
Cold, wet tile under her, her arm still screaming in pain as she forces it around her knees despite the freshly bandaged injury, and then he sits down beside her, his arm gently resting against hers, and she doesn't remember making the decision to gently lean against him, pressing her side against his as she cries, but it happens all the same-
She scowls, trying to ignore the memory, but the intrusive thoughts are gone, and she feels... calm, somehow. Relaxed. She finds herself matching her pace to his, continuing the brief moments of contact as they walk. Right. This was... good. Hopefully, he'd tell her something. Perhaps something useful to her, even. Once they're in the building, he speaks, and-
And her gut turns again. Of course. He just wanted to interrogate her for what he'd revealed. This wasn't-
She didn't know what she thought it was, but she felt like a fool somehow. She kept the venomous feeling from her voice, at least.]
You also grew longer, sharper teeth at one point, I think.
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The intrusive thoughts are interrupted by him shifting closer. Close enough that his elbow brushes against her arm. Careless fool.
Cold, wet tile under her, her arm still screaming in pain as she forces it around her knees despite the freshly bandaged injury, and then he sits down beside her, his arm gently resting against hers, and she doesn't remember making the decision to gently lean against him, pressing her side against his as she cries, but it happens all the same-
She scowls, trying to ignore the memory, but the intrusive thoughts are gone, and she feels... calm, somehow. Relaxed. She finds herself matching her pace to his, continuing the brief moments of contact as they walk. Right. This was... good. Hopefully, he'd tell her something. Perhaps something useful to her, even. Once they're in the building, he speaks, and-
And her gut turns again. Of course. He just wanted to interrogate her for what he'd revealed. This wasn't-
She didn't know what she thought it was, but she felt like a fool somehow. She kept the venomous feeling from her voice, at least.]
You also grew longer, sharper teeth at one point, I think.