[ He bites back on the urge to pull you close again and instead shakes his head, loosens his grip on your hand and leans back against the tree.
He's scanning the area again, catching sight of the others: lips parted and a crease between his brows as he remembers that you're both out in the open. ]
W...what things?
[ That's coming out a little bit more unsteady than he intended. ]
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He's scanning the area again, catching sight of the others: lips parted and a crease between his brows as he remembers that you're both out in the open. ]
W...what things?
[ That's coming out a little bit more unsteady than he intended. ]