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ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴏʟᴏɢɪsᴛ ([personal profile] fumitory) wrote in [community profile] wasteyard 2019-06-03 05:04 pm (UTC)

Well, if you change your mind. ( light, easy, far from offended as he pushes the package back into his briefcase. in the back of his mind, he thinks of a feral cat, one curious enough to stick around for the survival benefit, but still not so trusting to get that close.

the girl is blunt, and nothing about that bruises Ben as he watches her turn and march on, giving him cause to follow. he can see how she's guarded, a fence between two yards; it's there to set a line, to maintain a privacy. Ben sees it and knows how to identify it — in the same way someone can recognize a mirror, by the reflection of themselves shining back.

but she's inclusive, something that Ben judges as incredibly mature, and it leaves him impressed. to say nothing of how grateful one would naturally be to not get bailed on after a too-exciting chase scene like that.
)

...If a safe place exists.

( great mood boost there, Benny boy. ) Nothing seems to stay as it is for very long before...

( it all changes. change isn't something Ben fears or resists, even when set deep in his ways, he can reconcile that inevitable truth. but this is just...more than he thinks he could have prepared for. as they climb, it steals his attention away from finishing his remark — very unlike him.

as long as they seem to wordlessly agree to team up as they go, Ben can break the ice first. it just won't be as suave as say...anyone with even slightly more charisma than he has.
) I'm— Ben, by the way. Thanks for, ah...coming to the rescue.

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