Worried is as close to scared as Travis is capable of. She puts down everything. She tries to say what's on her mind, but her mind is...annoyingly blank again. Finally...
"You haven't left my thoughts Travis. Not once. I'm sticking around. I asked Dr. Cross, Mid-Night, if he takes students." A pause. She's pretty sure she know what she wants to say. It's been a long few weeks and she's scaring herself as is. She settles on. "I'm staying in the life and I'm staying with you. What's a little death when you stared it down 4 times in so few weeks?"
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Date: 2005-09-11 05:39 am (UTC)"You haven't left my thoughts Travis. Not once. I'm sticking around. I asked Dr. Cross, Mid-Night, if he takes students." A pause. She's pretty sure she know what she wants to say. It's been a long few weeks and she's scaring herself as is. She settles on. "I'm staying in the life and I'm staying with you. What's a little death when you stared it down 4 times in so few weeks?"