[Between the dull throb that nagged Rey in both her nethers and her skull, the silence was unbearable. Not even the echo of forest sounds were enough to distract her until Mikasa speaks.
[Right. She'd suggested they move here for a reason. Mostly because it didn't feel right to roll around in the dirt. But how do you suggest picking up where you left off?
[Before Mikasa can effectively hide her face, Rey leans in. Pulling her head away from her knees, she cups Mikasa's cheeks with a wavering smile.]
Wanted a better place to do this.
[The only thing better than a knife, when cutting the silence, is a kiss. And Rey does just that. More careful this time, less headbutting. She's had practice.]
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[Right. She'd suggested they move here for a reason. Mostly because it didn't feel right to roll around in the dirt. But how do you suggest picking up where you left off?
[Before Mikasa can effectively hide her face, Rey leans in. Pulling her head away from her knees, she cups Mikasa's cheeks with a wavering smile.]
Wanted a better place to do this.
[The only thing better than a knife, when cutting the silence, is a kiss. And Rey does just that. More careful this time, less headbutting. She's had practice.]