[She doesn't look up when he speaks, doesn't move her head from where it rests against his chest. It's almost safe like this. Almost as if she can pretend for a moment that someone other than herself can protect her. Even if extending that kind of trust anymore is rare. And so very difficult to do.
Eyes closing, she shakes her head a little, making her messy braid even messier. But she doesn't care. It's not as if it had been a very good braid to begin with.]
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Eyes closing, she shakes her head a little, making her messy braid even messier. But she doesn't care. It's not as if it had been a very good braid to begin with.]
I don't want to leave the house.