[ she also feels a little ridiculous just repeating the same thing over and over, but it's like her brain has latched onto that one word as something she is capable of saying, that confirmation that she can offer this, just the presence of being here when they don't have that certainty from other corners right now.
but then she looks up and remembers where she is, standing in the middle of the art store — empty, at the moment, and chances are it's going to be yet another slow shift for her behind the counter, but she doesn't feel comfortable just up and leaving without going through the motions of locking up. ]
Um, just... give me an hour?
[ she's already mentally running down the list of things she's going to have to do before leaving, but once that happens there's no way she won't be relying on the speed she knows she has to get her there as quickly as possible even if she doesn't end up fully shifting. she's faster now, has been ever since the first month she realized she was changing. ]
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[ she also feels a little ridiculous just repeating the same thing over and over, but it's like her brain has latched onto that one word as something she is capable of saying, that confirmation that she can offer this, just the presence of being here when they don't have that certainty from other corners right now.
but then she looks up and remembers where she is, standing in the middle of the art store — empty, at the moment, and chances are it's going to be yet another slow shift for her behind the counter, but she doesn't feel comfortable just up and leaving without going through the motions of locking up. ]
Um, just... give me an hour?
[ she's already mentally running down the list of things she's going to have to do before leaving, but once that happens there's no way she won't be relying on the speed she knows she has to get her there as quickly as possible even if she doesn't end up fully shifting. she's faster now, has been ever since the first month she realized she was changing. ]