[There it goes, the thundering in his chest that he's come to know so well.
Asher stares at Maya as though he's seen a ghost, or a person who could be one, provided that all the wrong things happened. She had said she was fine, and it's true, if she really were in trouble she wouldn't have had the time to think up such a ludicrous post, but his heart has been so troubled as of late he felt the need to run after her.]
What?
[A bruised hand juts out to rub the the part of his face that's throbbing now, a sensation he didn't even bother to consider until this very minute.]
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Asher stares at Maya as though he's seen a ghost, or a person who could be one, provided that all the wrong things happened. She had said she was fine, and it's true, if she really were in trouble she wouldn't have had the time to think up such a ludicrous post, but his heart has been so troubled as of late he felt the need to run after her.]
What?
[A bruised hand juts out to rub the the part of his face that's throbbing now, a sensation he didn't even bother to consider until this very minute.]
Oh, that?
[Calm down, Millstone.
She's not going to disappear, not yet.
Not like all the others.]
It's no big deal, I swear.
Did you get what you needed?