[Something in her chest gets tighter and it's hard to breathe when he asks. He keeps asking and she almost doesn't see him move forward, too busy concentrating on the bracelet around her arm because her heart's beating too fast and-
It was hard enough to admit it to Kravitz, who dealt with death. The elves were another story entirely and now he's making her say it.
Or maybe he doesn't know. Maybe he truly doesn't get it. It would explain this situation, if he didn't. The possibility is there that their lives don't line up as neatly as she thought. Maybe-
If he doesn't, then admitting it to this darker side of him feels like a mistake and she shakes her head.]
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It was hard enough to admit it to Kravitz, who dealt with death. The elves were another story entirely and now he's making her say it.
Or maybe he doesn't know. Maybe he truly doesn't get it. It would explain this situation, if he didn't. The possibility is there that their lives don't line up as neatly as she thought. Maybe-
If he doesn't, then admitting it to this darker side of him feels like a mistake and she shakes her head.]
It doesn't matter. It's okay.