[ she's not exactly sure why — be it her general proclivity for jitters, or perhaps that lingering guilt festering in her gut — but she is perhaps too quick to drop achilles' hand that seconds ago she had just sought comfort in. she scrambles to her feet, adding another layer of formality to this whole meeting that is likely as unnecessary as the last.
her cheeks burn bright, but she is quick to turn from one man to the other, hands flapping in the air now that they've nothing to ground them. ]
A-Achilles, this is my friend from home... Gaius. Gaius, this is my h-husband here — Achilles.
[ she hangs back then, shrinking a bit into herself to allow the men their chance to speak, to gauge. despite technically being the tie that binds them now, there is a part of her that suspects the less she says, the better... ]
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[ she's not exactly sure why — be it her general proclivity for jitters, or perhaps that lingering guilt festering in her gut — but she is perhaps too quick to drop achilles' hand that seconds ago she had just sought comfort in. she scrambles to her feet, adding another layer of formality to this whole meeting that is likely as unnecessary as the last.
her cheeks burn bright, but she is quick to turn from one man to the other, hands flapping in the air now that they've nothing to ground them. ]
A-Achilles, this is my friend from home... Gaius. Gaius, this is my h-husband here — Achilles.
[ she hangs back then, shrinking a bit into herself to allow the men their chance to speak, to gauge. despite technically being the tie that binds them now, there is a part of her that suspects the less she says, the better... ]