She sensed his mood, the nostalgia, loss, and then the faint nervousness that seemed to inform the movement of his fingers, his arms around her. She settled more securely against him, her faint smile turning to a bit of a concerned frown.
They both had secrets. She didn't pry into his, and he'd never pressed for hers. Their one discussion about finding the carnival aside, somehow that past seemed a taboo subject. She'd broached it with her question, but she wondered what she'd opened up.
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Date: 2010-10-12 06:15 pm (UTC)They both had secrets. She didn't pry into his, and he'd never pressed for hers. Their one discussion about finding the carnival aside, somehow that past seemed a taboo subject. She'd broached it with her question, but she wondered what she'd opened up.
"Okay..."