Re: Emily's room: Emily G / Destin R
[She breathed out - and it was wrong, on some fundamental level, like smelling flowers in the middle of the ocean. His own side was still against hers, but he wasn't holding his breath - he simply wasn't breathing.] Do you want to know? [He could see, in that way that required no vision, what her answer would be and all the things that would happen after she did. His hand settled on her shoulder in a loose grip.]