[ They're on the same page; even if the idea of revealing this side of herself to anyone else made her want to crawl out of her skin. Lucille hates this, but she knows it's necessary for either of them to move forward.
Normally she would jump at the chance to get the ball rolling, but when he gives her a choice, she falters. Her gaze slides away, focusing on the back of a nearby tree trunk for lack of anything else. ]
...Go ahead.
[ She's scared to death of what he's going to say. ]
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Normally she would jump at the chance to get the ball rolling, but when he gives her a choice, she falters. Her gaze slides away, focusing on the back of a nearby tree trunk for lack of anything else. ]
...Go ahead.
[ She's scared to death of what he's going to say. ]