[ Only then can she feel what he's getting at. It's not unlike the quiet moments when the bond breathes and expands and draws them into that in-between place. She can feel her heartbeat pick up in her chest with the effort of hefting her weapon around, and —
Another. His pulse alongside hers. She digs down in it, feeling for him, for his intent. It's not unlike copiloting. He swings, and she picks up where he leaves off seamlessly. Bends her knee, kicks outward, and twists to catch herself as she does.
Her eyes snap open and she stares across the clearing at him. It's just a demonstration. Proof of concept. But— It's excitement that keeps her heart pounding and her breath heavy. ]
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Another. His pulse alongside hers. She digs down in it, feeling for him, for his intent. It's not unlike copiloting. He swings, and she picks up where he leaves off seamlessly. Bends her knee, kicks outward, and twists to catch herself as she does.
Her eyes snap open and she stares across the clearing at him. It's just a demonstration. Proof of concept. But— It's excitement that keeps her heart pounding and her breath heavy. ]