[ Probably the smartest move here, because trying to clarify anything would probably result in very blank stares on her side. Things seem fairly black and white to her right now, and what's white is rather skewed. She forgot she should have taken a shower before she saw him again. Forgot a lot of things really. There's a long silence, a pause dragged out by how long it takes her to weigh how much she trusts him against how much it scares her to have even the possibility of hurting him. ]
Okay. [ It's just that simple word and she opens up a little bit, lets him into the parts of her mind that she's started locking down, things packed back under lock and key where they belong. The rest of it is still nearby and heavy in its presence, but she's not willing to let him into it. Not the worst of things, because he can't sort it out for her and therefore he doesn't need to be exposed to it. His presence alone is helping more than she had thought possible, really. ] You're already helping, though.
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Okay. [ It's just that simple word and she opens up a little bit, lets him into the parts of her mind that she's started locking down, things packed back under lock and key where they belong. The rest of it is still nearby and heavy in its presence, but she's not willing to let him into it. Not the worst of things, because he can't sort it out for her and therefore he doesn't need to be exposed to it. His presence alone is helping more than she had thought possible, really. ] You're already helping, though.