[Of course she feels it, whether he's thinking about famine or not. It's easy to brush off as just lust—he wants to sleep with her, and that's it. Any other possibility is too big, too scary to consider, so she just... doesn't. She likes this, feeling like she can open up to him, feeling like he's starting to trust her enough to do the same, and the idea of ruining it is terrifying.
So, she leans into him, running her thumb absently over his knuckles, and doesn't think about it. That's safer.]
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So, she leans into him, running her thumb absently over his knuckles, and doesn't think about it. That's safer.]
Um... I don't know. I hope they come back soon.
[And she hopes they don't all have to die.]
Is Nate back?