Opening her hand proves she didn't catch the butterfly, and she focuses her eyes on Gren instead, the tips of her fingers touching the shortest ends of his hair.
He looks concerned, and she wishes she could just tell him to stop and actually have it work.
She's pretty sure it won't.
Her hand lowers again, fingers curling. "Did you see it?"
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Date: 2007-06-29 06:22 am (UTC)He looks concerned, and she wishes she could just tell him to stop and actually have it work.
She's pretty sure it won't.
Her hand lowers again, fingers curling. "Did you see it?"