[ Confused or not, hearing him mention the chance they aren't right for each other feels so wrong. Her nose wrinkles, lips pulling down into a deeper frown. As mired in her own uncertainty as she's been, for something to feel that off lands like a well-placed shock, the blast of cold air in a stuff room that clears the mind – even if she's no closer to feeling sure of herself, at least she knows what she doesn't want to be true. ]
Like anything on this crazy adventure would be enough to distract you.
[ He's given her a lot to think about, and she gathers her momentum by starting small, with the dry, gentle teasing that comes along with the growing familiarity between them. Inhaling slowly, Nami stares down at her wine, steeling herself with another sip before she sets the glass aside and gently tugs at their joined hands, drawing him closer as she does her part to bridge the distance between them as well.
It's not a hug she gives him, so much as a deeply intent lean. Her head resting against his chest as she settles against him, squeezing his hand and closing her eyes, her weight fully on him, trusting that he'll keep her from falling, a move that's potentially more revealing than anything she could come up with to say to him right now. He's so generous with his heart. Taking everything would be so simple, the easiest thing she might ever get away with, and yet somehow, the gravest crime she'd ever commit, too. ]
If we do this long enough, you're going to work your way into my dreams, too. [ But the All Blue has a place on her map anyway, so, would that really be so bad? Would it alter the course she's already mentally charted for herself out of a deep love of plans and a commitment to seeing her map finished? ] You're all the first friends I've ever been able to have, and you– [ Nami lifts her head and looks at him, marine eyes shadowy with concern. ] I want to be with you. [ In ways she can't possibly hope to navigate with her limited experience. ] I know bad odds when I see them. No way, we're not right for each other. [ Is she babbling? She feels like she's babbling, and also like her heart might just burst from her chest from the nerves. ]
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Like anything on this crazy adventure would be enough to distract you.
[ He's given her a lot to think about, and she gathers her momentum by starting small, with the dry, gentle teasing that comes along with the growing familiarity between them. Inhaling slowly, Nami stares down at her wine, steeling herself with another sip before she sets the glass aside and gently tugs at their joined hands, drawing him closer as she does her part to bridge the distance between them as well.
It's not a hug she gives him, so much as a deeply intent lean. Her head resting against his chest as she settles against him, squeezing his hand and closing her eyes, her weight fully on him, trusting that he'll keep her from falling, a move that's potentially more revealing than anything she could come up with to say to him right now. He's so generous with his heart. Taking everything would be so simple, the easiest thing she might ever get away with, and yet somehow, the gravest crime she'd ever commit, too. ]
If we do this long enough, you're going to work your way into my dreams, too. [ But the All Blue has a place on her map anyway, so, would that really be so bad? Would it alter the course she's already mentally charted for herself out of a deep love of plans and a commitment to seeing her map finished? ] You're all the first friends I've ever been able to have, and you– [ Nami lifts her head and looks at him, marine eyes shadowy with concern. ] I want to be with you. [ In ways she can't possibly hope to navigate with her limited experience. ] I know bad odds when I see them. No way, we're not right for each other. [ Is she babbling? She feels like she's babbling, and also like her heart might just burst from her chest from the nerves. ]