Anders jerks back the second she whispers, fear in his expression. A moment later he's fairly certain he recognizes her in return and he wishes that had come a little sooner. He can't turn and run, though. He can't do anything. Yes, people have turned their attention back to their tasks and conversations, but if he makes any sudden movements it will be right back on the two of them.
"I..." He can't even deny things. "Yes. Apparently. And you are too. That's good." It is good, but he's worried.
"And you're here." Maybe not as good. She could end things right here and now.
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"I..." He can't even deny things. "Yes. Apparently. And you are too. That's good." It is good, but he's worried.
"And you're here." Maybe not as good. She could end things right here and now.