[Red Son hadn't wanted her to feel cornered. He hadn't wanted to ruin some place important to her. He hadn't wanted to do this in a place where others would see. Even as he hopes it'll be fine, the dark voices are too strong to dismiss to not decide on the ultimal place to tell her.]
[And when there wasn't one....]
[Well, that's why there's a tracker in the hair comb.]
[A nice hair comb, a gift for her to keep, but in this specific instance, it was to be sure he would be able to go after her, regardless of how fast or where she chooses to run.]
[He'll tell her about it when this conversation is done and they're somewhere stable.]
[He glances at her at the sentence and just]
[Waits]
[Waits for her to say anything else. To ask questions. Or give a sign for him to talk.]
[Instead she just curls up and]
[This is difference. Because if she had any doubts in his feelings, it had been because he messed up. They had talked about Mei, but it was over the phone and hypotheticals, nothing solid and real.]
[This was something solid and real and it was the first time where Red Son had definitely turned eyes away from her for certain. Not pulled away, but his eyes weren't just for her.]
[He leans against her. Reaching out to put his arm over one of hers. Angles his arm so she can still see the mark.]
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Date: Oct. 16th, 2023 10:44 pm (UTC)[And when there wasn't one....]
[Well, that's why there's a tracker in the hair comb.]
[A nice hair comb, a gift for her to keep, but in this specific instance, it was to be sure he would be able to go after her, regardless of how fast or where she chooses to run.]
[He'll tell her about it when this conversation is done and they're somewhere stable.]
[He glances at her at the sentence and just]
[Waits]
[Waits for her to say anything else. To ask questions. Or give a sign for him to talk.]
[Instead she just curls up and]
[This is difference. Because if she had any doubts in his feelings, it had been because he messed up. They had talked about Mei, but it was over the phone and hypotheticals, nothing solid and real.]
[This was something solid and real and it was the first time where Red Son had definitely turned eyes away from her for certain. Not pulled away, but his eyes weren't just for her.]
[He leans against her. Reaching out to put his arm over one of hers. Angles his arm so she can still see the mark.]