[everything in her wants to protest. they've only just found each other again, and — what if that's it? what if it turns out that he fades away right before her eyes, or if, worse, he'd never even been here at all, and she'd somehow hallucinated all of this? she knows he's real and alive when he's standing here, when she can hear him and feel him, and —
she's being stupid, she thinks as she nods her agreement, as she lets her hands fall back down by her sides. because he's right; it's much more efficient if they split up, since they can cover twice the ground in the same amount of time. this is as tactically sound of a plan as any.
one that the spy, returned in an instant, casting softness parsecs into the distance, is all too ready to carry out. she should follow suit.]
Don't have too much fun.
[and so her mask returns, too — in the form of a shrug, in flippant indifference.]
no subject
she's being stupid, she thinks as she nods her agreement, as she lets her hands fall back down by her sides. because he's right; it's much more efficient if they split up, since they can cover twice the ground in the same amount of time. this is as tactically sound of a plan as any.
one that the spy, returned in an instant, casting softness parsecs into the distance, is all too ready to carry out. she should follow suit.]
Don't have too much fun.
[and so her mask returns, too — in the form of a shrug, in flippant indifference.]