[Lily's expression brightens, and she can't help but laugh at the bit about her books.] Well. You certainly know me well, don't you?
[She can't help it though, the thought of heading back is oddly... exciting. She remembers how happy she'd felt, when she'd asked Winter to move in with her, and she'd agreed. The time spent planning it, putting things together... Even something as mundane as shopping for furniture felt so amazing, at the time. They'd been run out not long after, though, but the mafia. They'd had to abandon their college plans at the time, and they spent the better part of months bouncing around the world, constantly on the run and fighting for their lives.
But the time they'd spent before then was magical. Even if at the time, they'd only been dating for several months, their experiences both good and bad over that time had pushed them closer and closer together to the point it had just felt so natural to think of Winter as a face she could wake up to every morning.
That much hasn't changed, but... There's a part of her that certainly would like that back.]
I don't think that's just your habit, honey. If anything, we're two peas in a pod there.
[She reaches one hand up, running it through Winter's hair as she stares down at her.] It's decided, then. We'll go, and we'll do what we're made to do. No more running.
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[She can't help it though, the thought of heading back is oddly... exciting. She remembers how happy she'd felt, when she'd asked Winter to move in with her, and she'd agreed. The time spent planning it, putting things together... Even something as mundane as shopping for furniture felt so amazing, at the time. They'd been run out not long after, though, but the mafia. They'd had to abandon their college plans at the time, and they spent the better part of months bouncing around the world, constantly on the run and fighting for their lives.
But the time they'd spent before then was magical. Even if at the time, they'd only been dating for several months, their experiences both good and bad over that time had pushed them closer and closer together to the point it had just felt so natural to think of Winter as a face she could wake up to every morning.
That much hasn't changed, but... There's a part of her that certainly would like that back.]
I don't think that's just your habit, honey. If anything, we're two peas in a pod there.
[She reaches one hand up, running it through Winter's hair as she stares down at her.] It's decided, then. We'll go, and we'll do what we're made to do. No more running.