[She shrugs, curling her fingers around his arm and holding onto it. She's seen men and women walk like this in movies and it seems a good way to keep track of him in crowds, but there's just also something that makes her want to keep touching him. His joke almost makes her angry before she looks close enough to see he didn't mean it, that he's actually joking with her, it gets a smile from her.]
Wasn't really hiding much. And I'm fine, I like it here. It's better than ships. Where were you going?
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Wasn't really hiding much. And I'm fine, I like it here. It's better than ships. Where were you going?