She gives him a look at his admission. Was he being for real?
Her glance flicks down to their entwined hands. Hers might disappear under his. It's broad and tough, a little calloused. He's no soft-palmed high school boy. And yet when she looks at him, hears him talk with that easy chagrin, it's almost like being with that guy. Mr. No Offense Taken, Mr. Easy Goes It, Mr. I Believe in You No Matter What. How can anyone keep that attitude their whole life? Isn't it exhausting? How the hell are you supposed to blindly believe in people when all they do is let you down?
When Toko catches Cal's eye now, that wary look has intensified into an assessing squint.]
You know... [Her hand twitches. Involuntary. This is odd for her too. The first time she's ever held hands with a boy, and of course it's on a stupid dare.] F-for someone who's been through as much as you, you're way too trusting.
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Anakin can ruin it by himself thanks.
She gives him a look at his admission. Was he being for real?
Her glance flicks down to their entwined hands. Hers might disappear under his. It's broad and tough, a little calloused. He's no soft-palmed high school boy. And yet when she looks at him, hears him talk with that easy chagrin, it's almost like being with that guy. Mr. No Offense Taken, Mr. Easy Goes It, Mr. I Believe in You No Matter What. How can anyone keep that attitude their whole life? Isn't it exhausting? How the hell are you supposed to blindly believe in people when all they do is let you down?
When Toko catches Cal's eye now, that wary look has intensified into an assessing squint.]
You know... [Her hand twitches. Involuntary. This is odd for her too. The first time she's ever held hands with a boy, and of course it's on a stupid dare.] F-for someone who's been through as much as you, you're way too trusting.