[ He's shifty and a little paranoid, given that they're already in his quarters where no one would be able to see them like this, but it doesn't dissuade him, so she doesn't comment on it. She settles her arms around him, turning her cheek to his chest to listen to the hammering of his heart.
Is that paranoia, or sentiment? She can't tell. She wants to believe it's the latter. ]
No. [ That sounds a little depressing now that it's out loud. It's not, though. She just has to remind herself that the distance she and Keith are putting between themselves is for the best, and that Finn and Poe have each other and are still excited about that.
Since he's soliciting logic from her now — ] I just didn't bring anything with me. Obviously. [ Which explains all that's rattling around in her head. He, however, remains inscrutable. ]
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Is that paranoia, or sentiment? She can't tell. She wants to believe it's the latter. ]
No. [ That sounds a little depressing now that it's out loud. It's not, though. She just has to remind herself that the distance she and Keith are putting between themselves is for the best, and that Finn and Poe have each other and are still excited about that.
Since he's soliciting logic from her now — ] I just didn't bring anything with me. Obviously. [ Which explains all that's rattling around in her head. He, however, remains inscrutable. ]