[ She ducks her head a little bit at that shift, looks down instead of at him for a moment because this is the part that winds up feeling kind of awkward to her, because after that much intimacy there's still a part of her that wants to recoil from it, that's still scared of what the consequences could be. Scared of that level of emotional closeness. She runs a hand over her face, trying to push back the feeling of exposure, glances back at him. ] Was there something you needed to be doing? [ A beat, and she shrugs a little bit as if it's not important at all, as if this is all totally normal, everything that's just happened and everything they've talked about. ] I'm tired, I might just go to sleep.
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