Re: quicklog: near the carnival patrick/mary
[Mary gave him an incredulous smile that quickly turned soft and unsure.] In my experience, most people are glad I take off instead of asking for help. [Then she looked away after he winked because any kind of follow up Gunster grin was going to get her in trouble. Mary liked that he wore the romantic thing on his sleeve. She always had a hard time owning up to that part of her, well, until she met him. It was way too easy with Patrick.
He listed off all the things he was and she felt the wall she always put up cracking and crumbling right in front of her. Patrick had his share of weirdness and while Mary was still convinced that her weird was a lot more shocking, part of her wanted to just tell him. For once in her life, be honest about something.
Mary clenched her fist and held it up her mouth, closing her eyes and sighing. She finally looked up at him. She straightened her shoulders and stood tall.] My real name is- [But, she couldn't manage to say it. Mary could just imagine the look on his face. Shock and then one of his smirks because he thought it was a joke. It didn't matter how strong the princess thought she was, rejection would be enough to make her leave Repose for good. Mary shook her head.]