Later, she'll think about how good it felt for Ellie to say no one back home like that, off the cuff, like they're that familiar with each other. She's grinning as she wrings out the cloth, but it twists into exasperation as she follows the gesture down to-
"Oh goddamnit-" not her pants. She swats at the stain uselessly, huffing, and gives Ellie a rueful look. Her gaze lingers for a moment too long. Or, it feels like that anyway.
Fuck.
No matter how she spins this inside of her own head it's weird. Right? She opens her mouth, realises she doesn't know what to say, and stuffs the damp cloth into her pocket.
"I'm- gonna go change." There. An escape for the both of them.
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Later, she'll think about how good it felt for Ellie to say no one back home like that, off the cuff, like they're that familiar with each other. She's grinning as she wrings out the cloth, but it twists into exasperation as she follows the gesture down to-
"Oh goddamnit-" not her pants. She swats at the stain uselessly, huffing, and gives Ellie a rueful look. Her gaze lingers for a moment too long. Or, it feels like that anyway.
Fuck.
No matter how she spins this inside of her own head it's weird. Right? She opens her mouth, realises she doesn't know what to say, and stuffs the damp cloth into her pocket.
"I'm- gonna go change." There. An escape for the both of them.