[ dextera appreciates her smile and her faith in him, even if it also makes him worry. kindness is a wonderful trait, but maybe someone would take advantage of her—the world is never above that.
he doesn’t want to think about all the horrible things that could come to pass, however, so he offers in return what he thinks is a smile. it’s close, at least. ]
…
[ then, he looks down at her hand, and carefully writes his name in her palm—letter by letter, in the alphabet of the language they all seem to share now. ]
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he doesn’t want to think about all the horrible things that could come to pass, however, so he offers in return what he thinks is a smile. it’s close, at least. ]
…
[ then, he looks down at her hand, and carefully writes his name in her palm—letter by letter, in the alphabet of the language they all seem to share now. ]