[What he says makes sense. She still searches around them. Left and right, over their shoulders. Part of her wants to edge in closer to Dimitri, seek refuge in his knightly form.
The other part draws her eye to the hilt at his hip. It should bring her comfort, that he knows how to use a blade. Yet in the here and now the sight makes her shudder. Toko turns her attention back to his face, and that's when she hears it. "Is it her?"
His lips never move.
Toko's eyes blaze wide. Dart ahead. Her hand squirms in his. What was going on here? Was that some kind of hallucination just now?
What if the challenge of this car was not the dark, but that it drove you crazy? Was she about to lose her mind? Was he? Could she fend him off if he did?]
...I w-won't let go.
[As long as he doesn't first. What does Dimitri owe her, anyway? Nothing. There would be nothing lost if he ran off without her, took the torch and its flame. Even if if the conceit of this car was to maintain contact until you found the cauldron, there's no guarantee he wouldn't take off if the chance arose.
Inexorable, her gaze draws back to that sword. Has he killed anyone before?]
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The other part draws her eye to the hilt at his hip. It should bring her comfort, that he knows how to use a blade. Yet in the here and now the sight makes her shudder. Toko turns her attention back to his face, and that's when she hears it. "Is it her?"
His lips never move.
Toko's eyes blaze wide. Dart ahead. Her hand squirms in his. What was going on here? Was that some kind of hallucination just now?
What if the challenge of this car was not the dark, but that it drove you crazy? Was she about to lose her mind? Was he? Could she fend him off if he did?]
...I w-won't let go.
[As long as he doesn't first. What does Dimitri owe her, anyway? Nothing. There would be nothing lost if he ran off without her, took the torch and its flame. Even if if the conceit of this car was to maintain contact until you found the cauldron, there's no guarantee he wouldn't take off if the chance arose.
Inexorable, her gaze draws back to that sword. Has he killed anyone before?]