[ Finally, she glances at him. She's searching for anything that'll prove he's going to do something to hurt her. The search proves fruitless. ]
I wonder sometimes.
[ She turns to face him, still guarded, but her stance and expression show a tad bit of willingness to be receptive. ]
Sorry. And thanks. But if you come 'round my room wavin' a gun again, I won't be so nice. Besides. [ She gives a small smile. ] My roomies are nice. And nearby. You don't have to come runnin' in on your white horse all the time.
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I wonder sometimes.
[ She turns to face him, still guarded, but her stance and expression show a tad bit of willingness to be receptive. ]
Sorry. And thanks. But if you come 'round my room wavin' a gun again, I won't be so nice. Besides. [ She gives a small smile. ] My roomies are nice. And nearby. You don't have to come runnin' in on your white horse all the time.
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[He still lets his eye roam about her room, just in case there's a reason for her answer to be falsified under duress.]
But I'll come when you call. Every time.
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[ She then waves him off, finding it too hard to acknowledge his extreme selflessness. ] Go on. I'm fine. I'm sure the library needs you more.