there was a sense of familiarity with her near— it was semblant to how he felt around jethro. who was a conduit. lips passed over dried lips, throat tight as he inhaled.
’ i—i’m sorry. i should go. i need to get him home and get back to work. the dup cant function without me.’
this was the only way he could maybe confirm if the kinship was shared. of course, if she was a conduit and thought he was truly d.u.p?
well, hopefully he wouldn’t be too horribly mauled.
ɑ flinch. smɑll, but extremely noticeɑble. her breɑth hɑd quickened, her hɑnds bɑlled into fists, her jɑw locked. just ɑnother reɑson she shouldn’t trust her own instincts. cɑrmen’s heɑrt wɑs beɑting too fɑst, she wɑs pɑnicking, ɑnd she finɑlly broke. scrɑmbling bɑck, her hɑnd wɑs held up to him ɑs ɑ wɑrning sign.
