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skies of rust || ❝ d'you breathe the name of your saviour in your hour of need. ❞
'Cause without your love my life
Ain't nothing but this carnival of rust
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I wondered if you would want to slip away, even for just a few minutes, Paul.
[ Her voice is low, but the slight smile on her face points to amusement and an interest in going with him wherever and whenever he wants. ]
You're doing it again, that habit of yours. Except it's more than a habit... It's something that's part of you. You're not like other people who want to be the center of attention; you actually like being alone.
[ She finally turns her head to look at him with a curious look in her eyes. Is it something like mischief? More amusement? Attraction? Maybe it's all of the above. Still, if they're going to leave, they need to do it now. ]
What do you think our chances are of sneaking off unnoticed? They might be focused on other things, but your mother seems to have eyes everywhere, even in the back of her head. [ Bastila pauses to glance around to see if she can spot Jessica nearby or not. ]
But- a little risk is half the fun, isn't it? And I would be lying if I said that I did not want to slip away with you. So, where shall we go?