[It might be him that wants to go at that pace, indeed. She can read it all over his face, but it just makes her smile, shoulders settling into a comfortable slump as the relief settles in. For all of his teasing, for all of his sass--he's really the sweetest and gentlest of people now. For all of his words, he's the sentimental one who wants to do things right most of all, isn't he?
Altria's not sure how she got this lucky. It feels fake still, sometimes, that she could be loved by someone so incredible. She's never been lucky a day in her life, but maybe...
Maybe this time, it's okay.
It's with more confidence that she reaches out to him, trying to gently grab his arm in hers.]
I'll probably trip and fall sometimes if I try to go faster than that.
[She is, at least, self-aware.]
But... that's okay. You'll be there, after all. [To help her up when she needs it, and... she hopes, to be helped up when necessary in turn. She wants to be the one to be able to extend her hand to him in response, after all.]
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Altria's not sure how she got this lucky. It feels fake still, sometimes, that she could be loved by someone so incredible. She's never been lucky a day in her life, but maybe...
Maybe this time, it's okay.
It's with more confidence that she reaches out to him, trying to gently grab his arm in hers.]
I'll probably trip and fall sometimes if I try to go faster than that.
[She is, at least, self-aware.]
But... that's okay. You'll be there, after all. [To help her up when she needs it, and... she hopes, to be helped up when necessary in turn. She wants to be the one to be able to extend her hand to him in response, after all.]