Date: 2011-03-12 08:36 pm (UTC)
His feelings flickered through her, from lips to fingertips to soul, and she shifted a bit, uncomfortably. For all that she'd turned pretty far away from her upbringing, bits of it still floated around in her head--she'd always had a fondness for Ruth's story. Her words to Naomi seemed apropos, and mingled somewhere in the back of her head with lyrics from The Calling.

Still...where they were now was a long way from the front lines, and she'd not been anywhere near them save for the one moment that ended with a bullet in her chest. Nevermind a lack of familiarity with the world itself, outside the safety net cast by the carnival, still. She snuggled a little more into his chest, swallowing back those fears. "But this...here...it's a break. It isn't the life you want, need, even if you aren't sure what would be..."
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