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Laura Moon (spitandviolets) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

She noticed the darkening of his eyes and the intensity of his expression, and she pressed her face into the side of his neck. It was the first time that Laura had ever noticed him getting jealous; maybe it was because it was the first time that she allowed herself to notice him getting jealous. "Hey," she said softly. Her fingers lightly stroked at the back of his hand. "Don't worry about it. That was a long, long time ago. It doesn't matter now. And you don't have to be sorry. It is what it is. That was, quite literally, a lifetime ago. I was young, I was foolish, and I was looking to lose it. What else could I have expected?"

Laura didn't know the reasons that she didn't want L to go with her. In one respect, it would be nice. She'd have company, and she'd have someone to talk to. It would be nice to walk together in the melting snow (about which she was not really thrilled). Still, she felt that he should stay. She supposed it was because she wanted to be the one to take care of him, to provide for him. It was a different sort of relationship. In a normal world, she would let him be the breadwinner. It sounded like he could have whatever he wanted. Here, though, survival reigned, and she knew how to survive, even past death.

"It's okay," she said, tilting her head to the side. Her back arched slightly when he kissed her cold skin. He still felt incredibly warm to her. "I'll only be a short time, hm? And there might be a chance that I'll run into Jay or that Bob character. We wouldn't want it to boil down to full blown war, would we? I don't think today is a day for fighting."