[He's not even afraid of what she might do. Aurum waits patiently and as soon as she reaches for his hand, he grips onto it just as tightly. He refuses to look at her though.]
We need to go. [It's very quiet and a tight sort of phrase, a sort of controlled tone to make sure it's perfectly even.]
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We need to go. [It's very quiet and a tight sort of phrase, a sort of controlled tone to make sure it's perfectly even.]