[ Perfectly serene, she regards him with the slightest increase in the angle of her head. Her lack of worry means a lack of any incentive to second-guess him, and presently she agrees, ]
Okay.
[ Her hands depart from the leaves entirely, curling around the nearest branches - more to show him she's ready than because they'll actually help her. ]
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Okay.
[ Her hands depart from the leaves entirely, curling around the nearest branches - more to show him she's ready than because they'll actually help her. ]
Then-- tell me?