[ He looks away and Elena watches him intently, a tiny knit in her brow. It's safer to talk to him through the TAB, she can hang up anytime she needs to, if he makes her uncomfortable or if the tightness came back to squeeze at her chest.
It's been a question that has bugged her for all time, and being back home after Shambhala, having all that downtime to think about everything, it was always on her mind and she would never get the chance to ask.
Now she could.
It wasn't personal; she's the one looking away this time.
Elena had figured as much. Neither of them had had any real hate towards one another. It was by association that there was that sour taste in his mouth.
By the sounds of it, when he adds that last bit, that's it. Her eyes drift back to the TAB and it's a moment that passes before she softly agrees. ]
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It's been a question that has bugged her for all time, and being back home after Shambhala, having all that downtime to think about everything, it was always on her mind and she would never get the chance to ask.
Now she could.
It wasn't personal; she's the one looking away this time.
Elena had figured as much. Neither of them had had any real hate towards one another. It was by association that there was that sour taste in his mouth.
By the sounds of it, when he adds that last bit, that's it. Her eyes drift back to the TAB and it's a moment that passes before she softly agrees. ]
As am I.