[ Sometime. But not right now, if she's not ready to right now, then there's no urge, force or need to.
He squeezes the arm around her slightly as they walk. It's cold, and quiet, but not inhospitable just because they aren't talking. It's comfortable and familiar, and breaking it feels wrong.
It's not far to his home from here - a little longer, now he's not running, but still a reasonable distance. Enough that it feels like moments before he's digging through his pockets for his house keys, having to let go of Haru and the moped at the same time. It won't take him long to get the door open, letting out a welcoming beam of light and warmth from the interior. ]
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He squeezes the arm around her slightly as they walk. It's cold, and quiet, but not inhospitable just because they aren't talking. It's comfortable and familiar, and breaking it feels wrong.
It's not far to his home from here - a little longer, now he's not running, but still a reasonable distance. Enough that it feels like moments before he's digging through his pockets for his house keys, having to let go of Haru and the moped at the same time. It won't take him long to get the door open, letting out a welcoming beam of light and warmth from the interior. ]