[The knock at the door calls her attention. Up until this particular moment, she's busied herself in tidying up the kitchen. It doesn't need it, per se. It's just to keep herself busy. Stepping into the entryway, Aerith pauses for a breath or three, and eyes the door.
You didn't.
No. Of course he did. Of course he did. For just a moment her heart contracts. Because he knows she isn't unkind enough to send him back into the cold.
Taking a moment to eye her phone, she looses a sigh, holding it protectively to her collar and eventually, she steps to the front door and she braces herself for the kind of impact that she knows she isn't ready for. Something that will end up coming anyway. Maybe. Unless she knows how to handle herself.
Get a grip, Aerith.
Door opens in part and she offers him a quick look from head to toe before it opens the rest of the way and she stands aside for him in wordless invitation. She can't tell what her expression looks like. Worry, perhaps. Disapproval. Uncertainty. Regret? Perhaps everything rolled into one. She doubts she's anywhere as close to even as she'd like to be.]
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You didn't.
No. Of course he did. Of course he did. For just a moment her heart contracts. Because he knows she isn't unkind enough to send him back into the cold.
Taking a moment to eye her phone, she looses a sigh, holding it protectively to her collar and eventually, she steps to the front door and she braces herself for the kind of impact that she knows she isn't ready for. Something that will end up coming anyway. Maybe. Unless she knows how to handle herself.
Get a grip, Aerith.
Door opens in part and she offers him a quick look from head to toe before it opens the rest of the way and she stands aside for him in wordless invitation. She can't tell what her expression looks like. Worry, perhaps. Disapproval. Uncertainty. Regret? Perhaps everything rolled into one. She doubts she's anywhere as close to even as she'd like to be.]
...Hi.