[ It's a withdrawal she doesn't expect, so soon after the initiation of that kiss, and her brow furrows with concern, wondering if perhaps she's misinterpreted what the other woman needs in this moment, whether she's misunderstood where her desires truly lie.
But then the admission is dropped into the near-silence of the room and she begins to understand what may have been warring in the other witch all this time: the compulsion to be honest, even if Vanessa has no knowledge of what could have motivated her to tell the truth. ]
No?
[ She doesn't pull away, doesn't release the shared clasping of their hands; there's tacit permission in that contact for the other woman to elaborate in divulging a secret that she may have needed to keep all this time for greater reasons. ]
no subject
But then the admission is dropped into the near-silence of the room and she begins to understand what may have been warring in the other witch all this time: the compulsion to be honest, even if Vanessa has no knowledge of what could have motivated her to tell the truth. ]
No?
[ She doesn't pull away, doesn't release the shared clasping of their hands; there's tacit permission in that contact for the other woman to elaborate in divulging a secret that she may have needed to keep all this time for greater reasons. ]