[She opens up, and he feels the lock of his limbs loosen. There is an exhale of relief that chases the sense of irritation as he moves to follow her. He needs to open the door of the inn to close the metaphysical distance between them, which he does, leaving him standing in the middle of a crowded street talking to himself.]
Did you forget our agreement? Or did you hope I might instead?
[Nevermind the information, but the promise she had made when they had found one another in Headquarters.]
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Did you forget our agreement? Or did you hope I might instead?
[Nevermind the information, but the promise she had made when they had found one another in Headquarters.]
It has been a week. What is happening over there?