[ A huff of a laugh, as he lets Verso take his hand and draw him towards the river's edge, where the grass is thick and the sound of the water is almost as sweet a song as the ones Verso had played for him all that time ago. ]
They're already suspicious. And I wasn't sneaking off, I...
[ He half-turns to give Verso a narrow-eyed glance, wondering, even as he lets go of Verso's hand so he can sink down and take a seat on that soft, thick grass. ]
Sorry, were you watching?
[ And if he was, does that mean he really did mean what he says, about staying, about not leaving again? ]
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They're already suspicious. And I wasn't sneaking off, I...
[ He half-turns to give Verso a narrow-eyed glance, wondering, even as he lets go of Verso's hand so he can sink down and take a seat on that soft, thick grass. ]
Sorry, were you watching?
[ And if he was, does that mean he really did mean what he says, about staying, about not leaving again? ]