The question is light, and when he pulls back for more than just to look at her and kiss her again, leaning back and pulling her into him, as he stares down at her, as though there's a long tunnel and not only those few inches between them, she already knows he's taken it too seriously.
She knows the serious answer. She wouldn't -- and they couldn't -- change anything that had happened, or how it had. The reasons. The singular word that falls quiet and solid as a stone from his tongue between them.
Haven.
Haven, and The Troubled.
Haven, that she always came to, and was taken from.
Until now.
But, that wasn't the point of the question, and she's not about to let him stray that far away from her, not behind his eyes grown darker than they were only seconds ago. Not when he could be here, right here, with her. Only. She kept her tone light, her expression light, reminding, as she smiled. "Well, at least Haven has both of us again."
"And--" She added, with a slight bit more sweetened logic to the leading, in the direction of acknowledging but not falling into one of those pits, as she wove her arms back around his neck. "--if solving The Troubles is what I'm supposed to be doing karmically--" It's out before she can even hear it coming, her eyes only on him, and instead of light, it's a boulder smashing glass. The opposite of what she meant to reach for.
There's a flinch in the pause of that breath, making everything too still in her. "That was a bit of Lexie word. Sorry, those creep in every once in a while."
Audrey looked down to a side, letting her hands unclasp and starting to pull away. From one wrong step to another, far worse one. Which just makes it even more clear. So is a lot of this. The way this easy mischevious, reckless, playfulness is so much more Lexie, than the calmer, quieter, sweet solemnity of Audrey.
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Date: 2018-08-08 11:19 pm (UTC)She knows the serious answer. She wouldn't -- and they couldn't -- change anything that had happened, or how it had. The reasons. The singular word that falls quiet and solid as a stone from his tongue between them.
Haven.
Haven, and The Troubled.
Haven, that she always came to,
and was taken from.
Until now.
But, that wasn't the point of the question, and she's not about to let him stray that far away from her, not behind his eyes grown darker than they were only seconds ago. Not when he could be here, right here, with her. Only. She kept her tone light, her expression light, reminding, as she smiled. "Well, at least Haven has both of us again."
"And--" She added, with a slight bit more sweetened logic to the leading, in the direction of acknowledging but not falling into one of those pits, as she wove her arms back around his neck. "--if solving The Troubles is what I'm supposed to be doing karmically--" It's out before she can even hear it coming, her eyes only on him, and instead of light, it's a boulder smashing glass. The opposite of what she meant to reach for.
There's a flinch in the pause of that breath, making everything too still in her.
"That was a bit of Lexie word. Sorry, those creep in every once in a while."
Audrey looked down to a side, letting her hands unclasp and starting to pull away. From one wrong step to another, far worse one. Which just makes it even more clear. So is a lot of this. The way this easy mischevious, reckless, playfulness is so much more Lexie, than the calmer, quieter, sweet solemnity of Audrey.
The part of her that Nathan hates most.