[So it has to be. He sighs it out, tense, uneasy. It feels like just reaching and taking that hand would solve everything. It would put them at ease. But he can't trust even his own feelings in this place.]
We need to keep moving.
[And so, he brushes past her, still holding Detxera's hand, eyes focused straight ahead. She continues to call after him, her footsteps following along, persistent. Her offer is spoken once more.]
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[So it has to be. He sighs it out, tense, uneasy. It feels like just reaching and taking that hand would solve everything. It would put them at ease. But he can't trust even his own feelings in this place.]
We need to keep moving.
[And so, he brushes past her, still holding Detxera's hand, eyes focused straight ahead. She continues to call after him, her footsteps following along, persistent. Her offer is spoken once more.]