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[of_badfaith]

From hereHe took in a deep breath of the cooler night air and felt immediately better for it. Lighter, even with her there at his side, when normally, he would insist that her very presence was murder on his tightly coiled nerves

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[dreamily_luna]

Luna's a bit surprised by the gesture, but a bit thrilled, too. She knows when someone's disdain for her is a true and deep thing; she's certainly felt it enough. And not only does she not feel it, there's warmth, and relief. She doesn't speak about it, knowing better.

"Where are we going?" she asks instead.

[of_badfaith]

"Away from here," he said, turning to look at her in the growing dark, one pale brow arched, "If you've got a problem with it, you're welcome to stay."

Still, he hadn't let go of her wrist.

[dreamily_luna]

"No," Luna tells him, "I want to go with you." She aims her smile at the ground, doesn't want to frighten him off from whatever this is.

[of_badfaith]

He marched along in silence for a good while, glaring ahead stubbornly and putting one foot in front of the other. Finally, he scoffed and said, "Why would it have choice him to make you fall in love with? It could have certainly picked someone a bit more believable."