[ The light tugging sensation of his solidifying grip prickles her scalp. Her breath hitches, as if the air just got a little thinner for it. Her eyes dance across his face, and briefly, she probes at the bond between them, feeling out his resolve. It's precisely as steady as she had expected.
For all his faults, Ben had never lied to her. Had never offered something he wasn't truly willing to give. She'd just been too willing to settle for less than she needed. ]
Good. [ Her eyes dart back over to the window, then up at him again. Soon, they can hope, he'll have the chance to act upon that. But not now. ] The streets won't drain for a while. A few more hours, assuming the rain doesn't come back. [ Leaving them stuck here together a little longer yet. ]
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For all his faults, Ben had never lied to her. Had never offered something he wasn't truly willing to give. She'd just been too willing to settle for less than she needed. ]
Good. [ Her eyes dart back over to the window, then up at him again. Soon, they can hope, he'll have the chance to act upon that. But not now. ] The streets won't drain for a while. A few more hours, assuming the rain doesn't come back. [ Leaving them stuck here together a little longer yet. ]