[This time he slides back on his weight to watch her, expression conflicted-- remorseful, almost-- lips going thinner as the seconds tick on.] Gaige--
[Which doesn't have a follow-up because he doesn't have one. Doesn't know where to start. There's a lot that should be said, more that shouldn't, and all of it feels too heavy as she tugs out her pigtails.]
no subject
[Which doesn't have a follow-up because he doesn't have one. Doesn't know where to start. There's a lot that should be said, more that shouldn't, and all of it feels too heavy as she tugs out her pigtails.]
I'm...not gonna move. Promise.