[ Their eyes meet and it's a weird sort of vertigo for a second, both like and as different as possible as the moment she and Little caught sight of each other out in the snow, under the blanket of night. Some connection slides into place, and for a second she thinks she hears him say... something totally different.
You're disgusting.
She blinks and gives her head a shake, like a dog with a bug at its ear, and narrows her eyes thoughtfully at him. ]
No. Back to my cabin.
[ There's a sharp swell of something like guilt for a second, and she gives herself a hard internal glare. It's just for a little while. I'm going back. ]
Just to pick up a few things.
[ She sucks at her teeth for a second, hands sliding around her hips to slip into the back pockets of her jeans. One the one hand, she can't stand this guy, and the last thing she wants to do is to sit here and make small talk with him. On the other hand, the longer she stretches out this conversation, the more time before she has to head back. ]
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You're disgusting.
She blinks and gives her head a shake, like a dog with a bug at its ear, and narrows her eyes thoughtfully at him. ]
No. Back to my cabin.
[ There's a sharp swell of something like guilt for a second, and she gives herself a hard internal glare. It's just for a little while. I'm going back. ]
Just to pick up a few things.
[ She sucks at her teeth for a second, hands sliding around her hips to slip into the back pockets of her jeans. One the one hand, she can't stand this guy, and the last thing she wants to do is to sit here and make small talk with him. On the other hand, the longer she stretches out this conversation, the more time before she has to head back. ]
What about you? Just getting some air?