[ He breathes in deep, a tinge of desperation underneath. This... is what he'll miss the most, he thinks, and he wants to be closer just to let this closeness linger on his skin for longer.
But he won't, as easy as it would be to walk Siffrin back against the tree and settle there, because he worries about what might happen after. So he'll settle for this, and look forward to the future instead. ]
Up until the moment you use it as an excuse to fill the silence.
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But he won't, as easy as it would be to walk Siffrin back against the tree and settle there, because he worries about what might happen after. So he'll settle for this, and look forward to the future instead. ]
Up until the moment you use it as an excuse to fill the silence.
[ Soft, gently chiding. ]