[She takes him by the hand and leads him, glad that the short walk will give her a few moments to consider what she'll say. Not all of the truth, obviously, but some of it. He needs to know enough to trust her, to allow himself to relax, but she isn't sure just what combination of truth and deception is appropriate here.
She can't tell him that she's dead by A2's hand, but he needs to know that she never thought she would have the chance to meet a human. She can't tell him about the pain and fear that comes with losing him so many times, but he can't go on thinking she doesn't care about him.
As they walk her fingers tighten around his, almost possessive, certainly protective, and when she ushers him into her building she puts a hand on his shoulder to guide him in first.]
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She can't tell him that she's dead by A2's hand, but he needs to know that she never thought she would have the chance to meet a human. She can't tell him about the pain and fear that comes with losing him so many times, but he can't go on thinking she doesn't care about him.
As they walk her fingers tighten around his, almost possessive, certainly protective, and when she ushers him into her building she puts a hand on his shoulder to guide him in first.]
You remember what floor it was on, don't you?