She grins and accepts his hand instead, tangles her fingers with his. It'd be easier, safer not to be close. To not be close to anyone, and she'd tried that for a long time. But when has Blue ever been really happy with the safe option? What about her suggests someone who doesn't want to have to catch her breath a little?
"You think," she says, "seeds and grass ever travel here from different worlds, like we do?"
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Date: 2016-04-19 08:49 pm (UTC)"You think," she says, "seeds and grass ever travel here from different worlds, like we do?"