Date: 2019-04-18 09:42 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] singinghuntress
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She could hear the hesitation and knew there was more he wanted to say. It was just... a question of him being ready to share his thoughts with her. Rip kept running her fingers through his hair for now, letting him have a little time to breathe before she spoke again

β€œFor however long ve are here und hope neither one of us get sent home.” Which was a death sentence for both of them in reality. Rip fell silent for a few more moments... β€œ .. ve can deal vith vatever gets throw at us.”
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