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[A voice is one thing, but the fingertips tapping lightly against her bedroom door make her startle again, and she paces away from the door before turning, looking at it. Pacing back. She's not thinking clearly, because if she was she wouldn't engage. She'd remain silent. Jae's not the sort to use his power to order her around to force her out of there to talk about this, after all. Or at least he doesn't seem the sort who would. Too honorable with a sense of fair-play. It took her only a week to realize that she'd probably never be able to wear him down, not with this greater good he's trying to serve.]
I'm sure that if there were something to talk about, doing so would only serve to satisfy your curiosity.
[It's not as if there's anything she would get out of saying a single word on the matter.]
I swear that I'm all right again, hope is in my veins - Post a comment
And I swear that I'm okay, someone take me home