[Caitlyn makes an effort at returning the smile, but it's a strained, mostly-failed effort. She can't think of much to smile about, just now.
When he brings up home, she frowns, her shoulders tensing and then sagging as her hands fall into her lap, fingertips tapping against the back of her knuckles as she considers the implied question. She believes him when he says he won't use this for gossip.]
My... friend.
[The pause is painfully obvious, because 'friend' isn't quite the right word, but how else could she describe Vi? My stubborn, infuriating blockhead, the object of all my romantic fantasies, the person who changed my life, the only person who's ever truly seen me rather than just my family name, the person I'd die for, the person who turned her back on me no matter how I pleaded with her to stay. She's not sure she could say any of that to Vi, let alone a stranger.]
She's in danger. I need to get home to help her. And. [And what will her parents find, when they go looking for her? A bathroom in disarray and a bloodstain left by her wounded leg? What will they think?] And my parents will be worried. They need to know I'm alright.
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When he brings up home, she frowns, her shoulders tensing and then sagging as her hands fall into her lap, fingertips tapping against the back of her knuckles as she considers the implied question. She believes him when he says he won't use this for gossip.]
My... friend.
[The pause is painfully obvious, because 'friend' isn't quite the right word, but how else could she describe Vi? My stubborn, infuriating blockhead, the object of all my romantic fantasies, the person who changed my life, the only person who's ever truly seen me rather than just my family name, the person I'd die for, the person who turned her back on me no matter how I pleaded with her to stay. She's not sure she could say any of that to Vi, let alone a stranger.]
She's in danger. I need to get home to help her. And. [And what will her parents find, when they go looking for her? A bathroom in disarray and a bloodstain left by her wounded leg? What will they think?] And my parents will be worried. They need to know I'm alright.