Anne's smile alone is enough to set Murphy's nerves at ease -- but her words help as well. His shoulders sink when she goes for his hand.
It's nice here, though Murphy has seen it plenty of times in his sleep. With his son. Now he's here with Anne, leaving him with a feeling that is both new and nostalgic at the same time. He's speechless for a minute, only nodding at Anne's suggestion to walk.
His fingers furling over Anne's and giving it a squeeze, he goes ahead and guides her to the tree with slow and careful steps. Though he's not entirely sure what he's being so careful for.
"What's all this about?" Cutting to the chase, as usual. Murphy isn't one to dance around the bush for very long when he's got a nagging feeling that this is all leading to something more than a pleasant walk.
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It's nice here, though Murphy has seen it plenty of times in his sleep. With his son. Now he's here with Anne, leaving him with a feeling that is both new and nostalgic at the same time. He's speechless for a minute, only nodding at Anne's suggestion to walk.
His fingers furling over Anne's and giving it a squeeze, he goes ahead and guides her to the tree with slow and careful steps. Though he's not entirely sure what he's being so careful for.
"What's all this about?" Cutting to the chase, as usual. Murphy isn't one to dance around the bush for very long when he's got a nagging feeling that this is all leading to something more than a pleasant walk.