[She glances at him just in time to see that smile. The sight of it combined with the compliment just makes her feel even more proud, though she really isn't sure why. She's only just shot an inanimate object. It's not like it should be hard.
But she is proud. And because of that, she gently sets the gun down and hurries over to embrace him in a quick hug. But then she stops short right before actually doing it, arms flopping down to her side. He doesn't want to hug her, she remembers. They've come this far. She can't ruin it with a hug.]
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But she is proud. And because of that, she gently sets the gun down and hurries over to embrace him in a quick hug. But then she stops short right before actually doing it, arms flopping down to her side. He doesn't want to hug her, she remembers. They've come this far. She can't ruin it with a hug.]
Thank you. For teaching me.