[ Riku hasn't kept idle, hopefully she doesn't mind too much that he's moved her furniture, not so much barricading them in as presenting one heck of an obstacle course for anyone daring to bust down the door.
He's as nervous as she, though the only signs are in the tightness of his jaw, his hands curled into white-knuckled fists. A glance darted her way and he purses his lips. ]
You were honest about your grief. I didn't need to know.
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He's as nervous as she, though the only signs are in the tightness of his jaw, his hands curled into white-knuckled fists. A glance darted her way and he purses his lips. ]
You were honest about your grief. I didn't need to know.
[ Who's the sappy one now. ]