[Sal knows what it feels like to lie to someone important; this, however, feels like a promise she can somehow manage to keep. So why is she so reluctant to part ways, if just for tonight?]
...Good night, Anathema.
[The wind can't mask the affection when Sal says that name. She likes to say it, she realizes, as if such a tiny thing can be such a big comfort in this strange and sometimes dangerous world they've been brought to. In just a few days, when the other woman disappears, she's going to find how much she'll miss it.]
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[Sal knows what it feels like to lie to someone important; this, however, feels like a promise she can somehow manage to keep. So why is she so reluctant to part ways, if just for tonight?]
...Good night, Anathema.
[The wind can't mask the affection when Sal says that name. She likes to say it, she realizes, as if such a tiny thing can be such a big comfort in this strange and sometimes dangerous world they've been brought to. In just a few days, when the other woman disappears, she's going to find how much she'll miss it.]