[There is a small smile at the corner of her messed up face. The gold of her other half doesn't show a smile at all. She needs to get it fixed. HAS to. BUt she smiled at his words.]
Anger... does.. .a lot. [she leaned into him, head tipping in, and groaned] I can walk... on my own. [and yet she was leaning into him more and more. She wont fight if he carried her.]
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Anger... does.. .a lot. [she leaned into him, head tipping in, and groaned] I can walk... on my own. [and yet she was leaning into him more and more. She wont fight if he carried her.]