[An inkling of relief worked its way through Angel's core as she studied his face. It lasted only a second, before being entirely washed away by guilt. He looked tired. Upset.
It was only common sense, assuming that it all came down to what she had done.
It took some warring, figuring out how to respond. She knotted her fingers against the fabric of her dress. Occasionally, her hand grazed her 'gear, resting on the keyboard, then the microphone, then back once more.
It was the thought of Krieg, waiting for her response, despite the growing silence, that spurred her into action. She picked up the device, and switched the camera on.]
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It was only common sense, assuming that it all came down to what she had done.
It took some warring, figuring out how to respond. She knotted her fingers against the fabric of her dress. Occasionally, her hand grazed her 'gear, resting on the keyboard, then the microphone, then back once more.
It was the thought of Krieg, waiting for her response, despite the growing silence, that spurred her into action. She picked up the device, and switched the camera on.]
Where are you now?