[ Oh. Christ, Cassandra thought he wasn't feeling well, or thought of something painful- but not that. She falters and looks around, glancing at everyone else in the street. ]
God, you don't have to tell everyone- [ She supposes that'd just make things like they were back in her own world, but it'd be hard to readjust. She puts her hand on his shoulder again and moves him...okay, who knows where they're going, but they're going away from here, for sure. ]
Come on. Do you just...think about that all the time? Really?
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God, you don't have to tell everyone- [ She supposes that'd just make things like they were back in her own world, but it'd be hard to readjust. She puts her hand on his shoulder again and moves him...okay, who knows where they're going, but they're going away from here, for sure. ]
Come on. Do you just...think about that all the time? Really?