“I’ve been thinking. I know we’re going to reach Fourth’s capital soon, and...well. You know my plans on leaving, but I thought...” I’ve never seen her so unsure before, stumbling over her words and looking around nervously. “You thought...” I prompt. “Maybe you were right. About making good mistakes.” I arch a brow but say nothing. Irritation blooms over her face. “Do I have to spell it out? I want to fuck.”
