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โ ( camp is rather quiet this evening as the sun begins to set behind the horizon , allowing the night critters to awaken . which is josiahโs cue for sleep . save javierโs campfire songs ,
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โ sparing time in camp here before he returns to his tricks and schemes outside of it . for now , he rests and replenishes his mind . green eyes dance across the humble abode with some boredom .
โ his eyes land to yelena
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โ ( a gentle smile he gives , hearty laughter escaping him before he cups her face . his soft thumbs caress over her cheeks , eyes endearingly looking into herโs . he dare not look away .
โ then , he shakes his head
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but if your heart belongs to someone else, i understand.
( the confession causes jess to avert her gaze and rub her arm. sheโs more than frightened of his response. )
โ and her only . his nose very gently grazes across herโs as his eyes keep their close focus . )
โ but i do feel the same for you , my dear . very much . i have merely described you .
โ ( he speaks in a low tone ,
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โ ( he delights in her giddy nature , humming softly as she gives her suggestion . josiah nods . )
โ yes . . . yes ! but i need some sort of inspiration . you wouldnโt happen to know anyone with ideas , my dear ?
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a welcome one. compared to her own doom and gloom, or the hard edges of the others, at least. ] .. detrimental, sure, but avoidable.
i'm sure you've got plenty in that head of yours to manage a path to a cure. can't be /all/ that withered away, not yet.
โ miss graves ? do speak , my darling , please . . .
โ ( his eye contact remains steadfast , connected to herโs without room for them to leave . the pretty green hues lighten with a somber manner , only beginning
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[ โฆ ] the case. she has learnt long ago that most things are too good to be true.
still teary-eyed though somewhat calmed by the assumption, jess sniffles, bottom lip trembling. she shakes her head then, unable to speak a single word. )
โ to plead with every passing second . )
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โ ( the first time he has used her name . ever . it is always formality , but here . . . and the name drips so lovingly from his lips .
โ it rolls
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โ that only ask to be loved and nothing more .
โ ( now he hums . yet he still intimately holds onto her chin . )
โ do you know someone like that , miss graves ?
โ ( the tears in her eyes cause his heart to hurt ever so , his hands now taking herโs and squeezing them gently . he nods his head . )
โ yes , my dear . sheโs pretty and has real nice dark hair with gentle
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i do?
( finally she turns, teary-eyed and visibly hurt by a situation she doesnโt know sheโs misreading entirely. )
who is it? miss karen? miss mary-beth? i know you like cheering them up, iโve seen it. oh, just tell me alreadyโฆ
โ away from violent gestures . and return careful ones instead .
โ ( with his other hand , he drops herโs and catches her chin between his index finger and thumb . josiah leans forward . )
โ . . . and the softest lips
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