fighting the good fight with eggs and milk! (i_eggstir) wrote in we_coexist,
Oswin nodded. The exact wording stung slightly. While he was technically right, she had tried so hard to remain human and hold onto... this. That wasn't the thought she held onto, however.
"I guess we have no way of knowing," she said, nodding seriously with an air of acceptance. Perhaps if Oswin had time to prepare, she would have come up with a hierarchy: If she only had an hour, Oswin wanted to do X. If only a day, then X, Y and Z, and so on.
She kicked off her shoes, which knocked her down a couple inches in height. "I seem to recall being challenged to a pillow fight..."
There was quite a bit more said than that. Oswin let go of his hand momentarily to remove the belt from her waist, where she tossed it to the side and out of the way. She wasn't going to waste another moment of the time she'd been given.