[Leaning fully back to drape an ankle over a knee, he shifts on his seat too, making sure that the pressure of the fabric on his legs is conveniently shielded. He’s really trying to act casual about it, and when she sits so demurely as she reveals what definitely sounds like something that she doesn’t share much, Dante knows that something is wrong and it’s not a secondary effect of the drug, some sort of delayed symptom. This was real and now and
He takes a deep breath to focus on the words that sound off her lips, instead of remembering the taste of them. And he is intrigued and concerned, after all. ] Did anything happen, after... ? I was told there was little to no activity in this place.
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He takes a deep breath to focus on the words that sound off her lips, instead of remembering the taste of them. And he is intrigued and concerned, after all. ] Did anything happen, after... ? I was told there was little to no activity in this place.