Re: Stark Tower: Peggy C/Steve R
[When he motioned, she immediately slid onto the couch, frown still delicately in place. The concerned washed over her in crashing waves, one directly after the other, and he could tell so in the way both of her small hands took his large one between. Browns insisted he continue on with his story and insisted she did not, in fact, think he was mental.] People can leave? Just like that, we can leave? [The thought hit the pit of her stomach and turned it to ice. The idea of going back home and possibly not returning? Scared absolutely every bone in her body. The continuation had her eyebrow knotted together.] Fell how?