I might not hug every stranger I meet, but I would hug my wife.
[The Darkling shoots back, slightly uncomfortable at the suggestion of overstepping.]
We were- [that pause again, as he picks through the right words to use. The right way to phrase this without mentioning Alina. Or the dance. Or anything at all that might matter even slightly, as he works to fulfill his personal goal.
How far would you go to right a wrong? What would you sacrifice to undo one regret?] arguing. A lot of things were said on both sides in the heat of it, and I might have... accused her of being jealous. While I touched her shoulder.
[It had been more than that, but for now, he's inching his way along the dark pathway that hopefully leads to the orb. To the end of this, and it carried the gist of what had happened.]
no subject
[The Darkling shoots back, slightly uncomfortable at the suggestion of overstepping.]
We were- [that pause again, as he picks through the right words to use. The right way to phrase this without mentioning Alina. Or the dance. Or anything at all that might matter even slightly, as he works to fulfill his personal goal.
How far would you go to right a wrong?
What would you sacrifice to undo one regret?] arguing. A lot of things were said on both sides in the heat of it, and I might have... accused her of being jealous. While I touched her shoulder.
[It had been more than that, but for now, he's inching his way along the dark pathway that hopefully leads to the orb. To the end of this, and it carried the gist of what had happened.]