[ his reaction to her catches her off-guard. it's one thing if he was surprised, sure. she half-expected him to jerk around and shove her against the wall, hiss some kind of don't do that because he's on edge and went through hell back home. that's what she expects which is why she's left half standing, half staring at him when he's suddenly so far away from her. ]
What's wrong with me? [ he's not looking at her, and that sets off red flags. beeping signals that should tell her something's wrong, very wrong, but she won't have it. instead, she closes the distance between them, eyes narrowed. ] What the hell's wrong with you? Hey- look at me.
[ what could have happened what did he see is he okay what's going on are just some of the many questions flying through her head all at once. all she knows for sure is that something is wrong and she's going to figure out what. which is why she's reaching out again, trying to grab his arm. ]
yes we do c:
What's wrong with me? [ he's not looking at her, and that sets off red flags. beeping signals that should tell her something's wrong, very wrong, but she won't have it. instead, she closes the distance between them, eyes narrowed. ] What the hell's wrong with you? Hey- look at me.
[ what could have happened what did he see is he okay what's going on are just some of the many questions flying through her head all at once. all she knows for sure is that something is wrong and she's going to figure out what. which is why she's reaching out again, trying to grab his arm. ]