[ She doesn't deny it. There's no point in doing so, lying to herself and him when it's as plain as the noses on both their faces. Just a squeeze of her hand, while her expression is a touch rueful. ]
I will.
In person, I think. This isn't something I'd want to leave for text.
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I will.
In person, I think. This isn't something I'd want to leave for text.
no subject
no subject
[ She trusts him. She doesn't think, feel, like she'll need him there. But York might.
If York agrees to talk with her, anyway. ]