[ Something warm and grateful settles in her chest, but suspicion and learned unease make it hard for her to immediately accept the offer.
Why is he asking? Why is he offering?
She doesn't have an immediate answer; partially because she doesn't know what she needs, but also because she still doesn't understand why he's being so kind.
Is this just how people are? Is he expecting something?
She shakes her head and rests her mug on her knee, rolling her palms along the sides again. ]
... Why are you still here?
[ She doesn't sound accusatory – not like she's holding a knife to his throat, demanding he explain himself. She just— doesn't recognize these gestures; she isn't used to magnanimity without strings. ]
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Why is he asking? Why is he offering?
She doesn't have an immediate answer; partially because she doesn't know what she needs, but also because she still doesn't understand why he's being so kind.
Is this just how people are? Is he expecting something?
She shakes her head and rests her mug on her knee, rolling her palms along the sides again. ]
... Why are you still here?
[ She doesn't sound accusatory – not like she's holding a knife to his throat, demanding he explain himself. She just— doesn't recognize these gestures; she isn't used to magnanimity without strings. ]