you’re not wrong.
( a sheepish smile follows before her expression changes into something more serious. or maybe she just wants to forget that she said something personal out loud. )
but enough about me. what brings you here?
( to her own surprise, she obeys without another word. she takes a few steps closer until she’s standing right in front of her, head tilted to the side. )
I might have prioritized work.
( she admits, eyes returning to the sinner. this is embarrassing, truly.. and yet she doesn’t blush, doesn’t move. )
it’s become a habit.
oh? and that’s why you came to me?
( she puts her pen aside, stands up from her seat and stretches. )
ah.. I could use a walk right now. and maybe some food.