And that sigh spawned at least four more streams of thought, worries over how much she was boring/annoying/frustrating him. Another that recognized he would hate that she was analyzing his sigh at all. Still another that was happy to point out that this was exactly why she had all the other problems that she did.
It was a deep hole to fall into. She knew; she had before. This time, though, she heave an internal sigh of her own and dragged her attention away, focusing on Dante, letting her thoughts natter away on the edge of her consciousness as they often did.
"Don't really think it's a question of 'need' or not," she said. "It just is. Used to be easier to ignore, back in school."
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Date: 2017-11-14 09:06 pm (UTC)It was a deep hole to fall into. She knew; she had before. This time, though, she heave an internal sigh of her own and dragged her attention away, focusing on Dante, letting her thoughts natter away on the edge of her consciousness as they often did.
"Don't really think it's a question of 'need' or not," she said. "It just is. Used to be easier to ignore, back in school."