[She leans a little closer at that squeeze, moves the arm closest to him behind his back for the extra contact. And she's about to try to lighten the mood with a joke that would doubtless not be funny when he continues and it dies on her lips, replaced by an expression that's halfway guilty and mostly sheepish. Yeah, he has a point. A quiet sigh as she tilts her head towards him.]
Yeah, I know. I'm just used to people getting hurt when they try to help me. That's not some teen poetry bullshit either, I mean physically hurt. But I'll remember. In case there's a next time.
[That's why it's had been so much easier to ask him for help way back, what feels like a very long time ago now. When he'd been just some guy - cute guy, sure, and funny - but just some guy she knew. Now he's so much more than that, and even if it makes her a hypocrite she's not willing to risk him. But if it means taking whatever the hell this is and maybe building something out of it, then... sure. She can try.]
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[She leans a little closer at that squeeze, moves the arm closest to him behind his back for the extra contact. And she's about to try to lighten the mood with a joke that would doubtless not be funny when he continues and it dies on her lips, replaced by an expression that's halfway guilty and mostly sheepish. Yeah, he has a point. A quiet sigh as she tilts her head towards him.]
Yeah, I know. I'm just used to people getting hurt when they try to help me. That's not some teen poetry bullshit either, I mean physically hurt. But I'll remember. In case there's a next time.
[That's why it's had been so much easier to ask him for help way back, what feels like a very long time ago now. When he'd been just some guy - cute guy, sure, and funny - but just some guy she knew. Now he's so much more than that, and even if it makes her a hypocrite she's not willing to risk him. But if it means taking whatever the hell this is and maybe building something out of it, then... sure. She can try.]